“He who commits injustice is ever made more wretched than he who suffers it.” -Plato
I was sitting in a local shop that I stop in for fried fish once a week or so in downtown Newark. I usually take a seat near the window and gaze out as I eat. The individuals engaging in the no-touch torture harassment skits are plentiful today. They run the gamut from young to old. For some, it is clearly apparent that they operate at the lowest levels, and exist near poverty. Others are working poor. A select group are well trained and organized for more elaborate ’speaking roles” in these psychological attacks. They arrive in vans, mini-buses or SUVs as groups. Yet, there is a common trait in them all. There is a certain wretchedness you detect in each one, to a man.
Their guidance by the officials and psychologists that create these programs of psychological violence does not elevate their lives beyond any financial compensation they receive. In truth, their most unpleasant traits and behaviors are cultivated, exploited and put on daily display, making for a culture of wretchedness. In this sense, they are to be pitied, for their poverty is greater than mine.
The American Heritage Dictionary defines the word ‘wretched’ in part as “of a poor or mean character . . . The Merriam Webster Dicitonary: “being or appearing mean, miserable, or contemptible.”
What makes a person wretched is not so much a poverty of circumstance, but rather, a poverty of character. We, to a large degree, choose the content of our character. “Mean character” is cultivated, and glorified by these participants in psychological violence, overwhelming what good they possess. For some, it is openly vulgar and overt. For others, it hides, like a dagger, under a thin veneer of insincere charm. However they choose to manifest it, this persistent wretchedness becomes the defining element of their personality.
I make a daily protest against this wretchedness. Not in word, but in how I choose to treat my fellowman. I must do so. Merely by being in the company of such people for months, years on end, you can easily become like them, adopting this poverty of the heart and mind. Far more than any any physical suffering I may yet undergo, I see this wretchedness of the mind as the worst of all outcomes. It is the most deadly of diseases, and must be fought against.
Not All Are Overcome by Wretchedness
There have been moments when a ray of courage or an act of kindness breaks through the darkness, demonstrating that not all of those employed in the attacks against me are overcome by wretchedness. The psychological attacks against me are part of a systemic form of oppression that has not thoroughly indoctrinated all whom it manipulates. In hindsight, some have tried to warn me or prepare me as best they could without revealing anything that could put them in danger. It is only now that I understand fully what they were trying to do and the risks they took. I greatly appreciate their efforts.
On one occasion, I was the target of a carefully orchestrated event that was designed to humiliate me to the point that I would respond in anger. It was a well rehearsed public event that could have put me in harms’ way, had I responded improperly. I restrained my emotions and walked away without a hint of vindictiveness. One of the individuals playing a role in this attack silently mouthed the words “thank you.” He did so a second time, looking me straight in the eye to make sure that I got the message. I did. It was his way of letting me know that he was relieved that I was not baited by this attack. I was greatly encouraged by that. Even among those swept up by the system into these macabre programs, there are men and women of conscience.
Equipped to Conquer Wretchedness
“All things, therefore, that you want men to do to you, you also must likewise do to them.” (Matthew 7:12) That simple command, given by Jesus Christ helps me to rise above wretchedness. Treating others with respect, dignity, and kindness encourages them to treat you the same way. Of course, not all will respond in kind. Yet, making the personal choice to follow this command, come what may, is a powerful defense against this world’s wretchedness.
Writing this post is a personal reminder for me to continue this fight against wretchedness. The price paid by defeat is too high. I am confident that my Heavenly Father is delighted when he sees me follow his commands, albeit imperfectly, despite hardship. He will grant me certain victory.