It fascinates me how your system turns hunger into virtue until people mistake their own deprivation for personal growth. I'm exploring a similar mechanism in Beneath the Weight of Water, where Lucia has been taught that sacrifice, obedience, and suffering make her a good daughter. The most insidious forms of control don't always require force. Sometimes they succeed because people have been taught to take pride in their own subordination.
Oh, you're so right to the point with this one. That's fascinating to realize, we've been somehow lured into agreeing on building this honey trap for ourselves, right?
Exactly. A system runs more smoothly when it persuades people that deprivation proves their moral worth. Then it doesn’t need to threaten them every minute. They’ll police themselves, defend the arrangement, and call it character. That’s the efficient cruelty of it.
This one got under my skin a bit. “I stopped asking what I was hungry for” feels like the real center of it. Once wanting becomes constant, you can almost forget there was ever supposed to be an answer to it. And “educated into lack” is such a sharp phrase because it makes deprivation sound learned, even normal.
It fascinates me how your system turns hunger into virtue until people mistake their own deprivation for personal growth. I'm exploring a similar mechanism in Beneath the Weight of Water, where Lucia has been taught that sacrifice, obedience, and suffering make her a good daughter. The most insidious forms of control don't always require force. Sometimes they succeed because people have been taught to take pride in their own subordination.
Oh, you're so right to the point with this one. That's fascinating to realize, we've been somehow lured into agreeing on building this honey trap for ourselves, right?
Exactly. A system runs more smoothly when it persuades people that deprivation proves their moral worth. Then it doesn’t need to threaten them every minute. They’ll police themselves, defend the arrangement, and call it character. That’s the efficient cruelty of it.
And we keep doing that, even after realizing what's going on. It's just easier. 😆
No more surviving on crumbs.
In real life, yes!!
In dystopia, crumbs are pretty much what's left...
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its sooooooooo seductive like rj
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This one got under my skin a bit. “I stopped asking what I was hungry for” feels like the real center of it. Once wanting becomes constant, you can almost forget there was ever supposed to be an answer to it. And “educated into lack” is such a sharp phrase because it makes deprivation sound learned, even normal.
Love this reflection, Antonio. In our actual lives, I feel like a lot of deprivation is more or less by choice. Not always, obviously.
How we are supposed to be. What is the sandbox we are given to play in.
Sometimes we choose deprivation for the greater good.
Like for our children. Every day, I choose my own deprivation over my ungrateful teenager’s. 😆
Hunger keeps you alive. If you fast too long eventually you die. 🤔 right?
Right? Who would we be, without the hunger within?