/lit/ - Literature

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>"nobody wants to abolish hierarchies"
>"we only want to abolish racial, gender, and economic hierarchies"
When Peterson is talking about hierarchies those are exactly the ones he's discussing, though often implicitly. Those are the only hierarchies that anyone in the political arena is talking seriously about, nobody's talking about the hierarchy of humans vs manlets, or the inane social ladder of box wine drinking sociality trannies and their ability to command oral during the flat's biweekly cocaine fueled orgy.

And calling huge chunks of the radical left marxists is true. The desire for equality of outcome, or "equity", is such a common thread on the left that I had a gay-latino-student-organizer tell us about how it's the main goal of the campus diversity office during my orientation. Almost all of them want the power of the state levied to flatten disparate outcomes between groups. "Equity" is communism holding a purse. Calling the identitarian left a bunch of postmodern neomarxists is pretty accurate, especially when painting with such a broad brush.

>He finds it an effort to think about `himself', and not infrequently he thinks about himself mistakenly; he can easily confuse himself with another, he fails to understand his own needs and is in this respect alone unsubtle and negligent. Perhaps he is troubled by his health or by the pettiness and stuffiness of his wife and friends, or by a lack of companions and company yes, he forces himself to reflect on his troubles: but in vain! Already his thoughts are roaming, off to a more general case, and tomorrow he will know as little how to help himself as he did yesterday.

>He no longer knows how to take himself seriously, nor does he have the time for it: he is cheerful, not because he has no troubles but because he has no fingers and facility for dealing with his troubles. His habitual going out to welcome everything and every experience, the sunny and ingenuous hospitality with which he accepts all he encounters, his inconsiderate benevolence, his perilous unconcernedness over Yes and No: alas, how often he has to suffer for these his virtues!

>In times of peace, the warlike man attacks himself.