Are you with someone who is mean-spirited?
The majority of spousal conflict goes something along the lines of:
-Bob has Preference A.
-Jane has Preference B.
-Both take it personally to some degree and squabble.
Let’s do an example:
-Bob wants to watch King Of Queens (an old-time Franssen favorite).
-Jane wants to watch Gay’s Anatomy (objectively shitty show).
-Both find one another’s choices repulsive (we don’t accept anti-Kevin James slander in this house!)
What to do?
First of all, if you’ve made it so far into marriage that your wife still thinks Gay’s Anatomy or Sabrina Carpenter or whatever the heck is entertaining and useful to her, you’ve made a major mistake. You have failed to educate your wife in good taste. You have failed to show her the meanness inherent in some programming and less abundant in other programming.
The thing about this is that enlightening your wife requires some measure of artistic and emotional sensitivity and vulnerability on your part. If you are not a person going through meaningful suffering or a climb to the top (in terms of self-actualization), how can you expect her to invest in any art or entertainment that has even a few vestigial elements of these themes?
If you are not real, how can you expect your spouse to want to even attempt to become real.
By the way, I’m not here defending King of Queens as high art, just comparing it relative to Gay’s Anatomy.
If you genuinely don’t enjoy “adult contemporary” or anything particularly contemplative or nuanced and provocative, don’t be surprised when your spouse tries to drag you into the gutter – and perhaps enlists her “support network” in the effort.
There’s a kind of mean bigotry that most people are engaged in these days. And if you are with someone who is mean-spirited, moved by the salacious, or prone to ghetto sentiments, why aren’t you taking responsibility for this?
One of the cardinal sins of a man in dating is that he “takes it easy” in the early going, so as to not “scare off” the woman, and then her subsidized retardation blows up in the man’s face and suddenly he’s in a prison cell of in-laws, inanity TV bull-pucky, and her “community”. She takes you for a lummox!
If you can’t respect the dignity of your #1 person enough to take a firm stand when they go unconscious and disassociate, you are signaling to your unconscious that you don’t take philosophy seriously. Watch your apathy grow. Watch yourself turn to mysticism, hideous and self-effacing, to cover up the crime – the crime of apathy.
There’s more I want to say but I’m knee-deep in writing and recording music over here plus it’s someone’s special day.
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Sending you love and relaxation from my A Man Without A Face artist’s retreat on the Maine coastline 😉