“In war as in life, it is often necessary when some cherished scheme has failed, to take up the best alternative open, and if so, it is folly not to work for it with all your might.”
It’s difficult to not lose respect for people when they try their hardest to convince me that they are a fool. Later on, I might find the hope to recreate some level of respect. But there comes a point in time where they leave me no other option than to consider them as a fool.
There are many characteristics of fools. The most annoying one to me is that their lack of understanding leads them to give up whatever else they thought they understood. In other words, they will abandon logic and reason as long as it makes them feel better. Whatever that may be, it’s all fool..ish.
The burden this places on me is that I don’t understand why they do this. Yes, I feel frustration as well, but to follow along in their blinded path to destruction would convert me to a fool as well. Is it that they are unable to control their emotions? Did they crack under pressure and stress? Is it simply a weak mind and will?
And there seems to be a theme. The greatest insult to injury they add to me is when they laud their paragon of truth: the universe has no purpose and everything is meaningless so nothing ultimately matters.
“Why even try? Why not give up? Join us in our hopeless misery.”
Because I don’t want to act like a fool. Whether I am one or not is not for me to judge.