I got so agitated my comment ended up at the top lol
I got so agitated my comment ended up at the top lol
I've noticed that a good deal of the people defending Q-followers are depicting the doubters/skeptics as if they:
- have no faith
- hate the concept of hope
- get off on dispelling others of their hope
- were a bunch of black-pilled cynics
- were a bunch of bullies that want to hate others for no other reason than to hate
On the contrary, imagine that you work in the healthcare field. You have a patient whose results have just come back from the radiologist. There are massive tumors throughout the brain, which are inoperable. You know this person has around six months to live.
As the person who is in control of what information that patient receives, what is the most moral choice you could make? Should you conceal that information and let this individual live in ignorance of their fate? Or, should you tell this person exactly what is coming?
We'd think that if terminal illness was a matter of fact, it would be better to tell this person the facts. They might like to do some things that were important to them, which they might neglect to do without this knowledge. They may wish to see certain people and generally alter their priorities for the six remaining months of their life.
I'm saying that when it comes to Q, a lot of us haven't been 'making fun' of Q-followers for the sole purpose of having a go at them. Most of us believe that we can see these people getting their hopes up for something that is going to let them down massively, and it would be better to tell them that the case is terminal. This way, they can prepare for what is really coming. If not, the let down from this hopium is going to act like being hit by a fucking freight train.
Allowing someone a fairly innocuous fantasy is one thing. We don't think it's that important to tell our friend they are a little too heavy for their outfit, if we see that they are currently feeling very confident about themselves. It's not a bubble worth bursting.
But some bubbles are worth it to burst, when we see that the wishful thinking has transcended a short-lived fancy, and has become something on which a person has balanced their hopes for life and the future. That isn't an act of hatred or bullying, even though it might feel negative at the time it's being said. It's an authentically considerate act.
Where cases of antagonizing the Q community have come up, I think a great deal of it has arisen from frustration on the part of people who realize its falsehood. They are trying to give the news about the terminal illness, but the patient is refusing to hear it. At some point, some individuals transition from care to mockery. The danger in this is that the mockery is often taken by believers as some vague reason to solidify their wishful thinking - the 'shill' effect.
If the Q predictions wound up being true, I'd be the first to kiss your asses. Keeping with the analogy, I'd resign from my job at the hospital, pronto. But we don't live our lives by making decisions that take seriously the most miraculous and unlikely outcomes. The person with terminal cancer, given news about having six months remaining, would be unwise to spend the next six months as if their belief that a miracle is going to happen is infallibly true.
I've noticed that a good deal of the people defending Q-followers are depicting the doubters/skeptics as if they:
- have no faith
- hate the concept of hope
- get off on dispelling others of their hope
- were a bunch of black-pilled cynics
- were a bunch of bullies that want to hate others for no other reason than to hate
On the contrary, imagine that you work in the healthcare field. You have a patient whose results have just come back from the radiologist. There are massive tumors throughout the brain, which are inoperable. You know this person has around six months to live.
As the person who is in control of what information that patient receives, what is the most moral choice you could make? Should you conceal that information and let this individual live in ignorance of their fate? Or, should you tell this person exactly what is coming?
We'd think that if terminal illness was a matter of fact, it would be better to tell this person the facts. They might like to do some things that were important to them, which they might neglect to do without this knowledge. They may wish to see certain people and generally alter their priorities for the six remaining months of their life.
I'm saying that when it comes to Q, a lot of us haven't been 'making fun' of Q-followers for the sole purpose of having a go at them. Most of us believe that we can see these people getting their hopes up for something that is going to let them down massively, and it would be better to tell them that the case is terminal. This way, they can prepare for what is really coming. If not, the let down from this hopium is going to act like being hit by a fucking freight train.
Allowing someone a fairly innocuous fantasy is one thing. We don't think it's that important to tell our friend they are a little too heavy for their outfit, if we see that they are currently feeling very confident about themselves. It's not a bubble worth bursting.
But some bubbles are worth it to burst, when we see that the wishful thinking has transcended a short-lived fancy, and has become something on which a person has balanced their hopes for life and the future. That isn't an act of hatred or bullying, even though it might feel negative at the time it's being said. It's an authentically considerate act.
Where cases of antagonizing the Q community have come up, I think a great deal of it has arisen from frustration on the part of people who realize its falsehood. They are *trying* to give the news about the terminal illness, but the patient is refusing to hear it. At some point, some individuals transition from *care* to mockery. The danger in this is that the mockery is often taken by believers as some vague reason to solidify their wishful thinking - the 'shill' effect.
If the Q predictions wound up being true, I'd be the first to kiss your asses. Keeping with the analogy, I'd resign from my job at the hospital, pronto. But we don't live our lives by making decisions that take seriously the most miraculous and unlikely outcomes. The person with terminal cancer, given news about having six months remaining, would be unwise to spend the next six months *as if* their belief that a miracle is going to happen is infallibly true.
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