The Power of the Other

I place my inner finger on a psychological bias, at the root of great suffering, of irremediable loneliness, of deep despair.
We have a natural, extremely swift inclination to let ourselves be programmed, conditioned by the vision that the oppressor, the violent, the pervert, the politician, the manager…. has of himself.
He readily sees himself as an eminent member of the all-powerful class.
There is nothing further from the truth..
Even if he actually belonged to this caste, nothing would be further from the truth.

He can always assert, scream, claim the vision he has of himself, this is insufficient reason to make us agree to this vision.

The blow of this apparent conviction (apparent, because if it were real, it would adapt completely different modes of communication and would have no need to colonize our minds in such a way) acts by effect of astonishment, of inhibition of my usual functioning, then of hostage-taking, of submission to a new established order.
It is up to us to abandon these dazzling sequences of inner reactions and defuse them.

This is an expression of our freedom, that which rejoices when the oppressor moves away, can already tremble when the oppressor is at work, by the simple observation of its own existence.

People have no power on us but the one we grant them.

©FJ Jan 2024
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