Implicit consent/Complicit assent I've been reflecting on discourse, and what things make me start seeing red, and I've come to interesting conclusions.
→[More:]I've noticed that being in groups and group discussions where there is a strong feeling and a consensus on a contentious issue makes me uncomfortable. These are generally discussions or observations about "hot button" issues.
I spend a lot of time in relatively homogeneous worlds which have norms that conflict with one another, and I feel somewhat trapped in the crossfire between them. There is the world of my coworkers, the world of my clients and other business associates, my friends, my Zen group, Metachat, and sundry others. In each group a normative view prevails, and I identify with each group. I see part of me in each group. I'm pretty ambivalent about many political type issues, in as much as while I have certain values and will vote pretty consistently in elections, I can see and empathize with both sides of an argument.
Unfortunately, the side I empathize with on a gut level is usually the one which is absent from whatever milieu I'm in at any given time.
The thing I've observed is that when people think (or assume) they are in a group which shares their beliefs, they make flippant remarks in a sarcastic tone of voice. These remarks carry the implicit consent of the hearer of the message contained therein. The hearer's agreement is assumed with a statement like "look at that - Fuckin' ridiculous, huh?" It's not a question, but rather a prompt for the hearer to say "yeah, totally." And they're usually a bit subtler than that.
Since I carry bits of those other groups and people with me, I feel a bit hurt by absolute statements. I like and respect individuals from all these groups, both people who are to the left of me and people who are to the right of me. I feel really uncomfortable when one person says something that would seem really outlandish to a member of one of the other worlds I belong to. I feel as though the people I relate to couldn't relate to eachother. Now that I think of it, its similar to the feeling of loving two parents who are going through an acrimonious divorce. I feel the need to defend the legitimacy of the absent party's position by attacking that of my interlocutor, or at least passively trying to remind them that just because they think they are correct, other smart people disagree and their views are not laws of nature. It's so frustrating and upsetting I frequently want to crawl under my desk and cry. Does anybody else experience this?