I’m beginning to realise something. Something that I knew of
in theory, and that I’m now experiencing first hand. I’m realising that, except
from good and bad people, there are also amoral people. People who don’t care
about something being right or wrong, who don’t see fair and unfair, cruelty or
kindness. They only see what’s profitable, what’s the best investment, which
move will lead them to the desirable result. They cannot be reasoned with. They
cannot be touched or moved or approached. They cannot be fought. They are not
inherently good or evil, they simply have no moral compass. They can be kind
and cruel in equal measure, they can worship you or crush you down in equal
measure not because they feel anything, not driven out of spite or malice or
hatred or gentleness or love, but because doing so is just good business. They believe
idealism is a vague romantic philosophical concept, not something you can live
your life by. They only understand the language of growth, and they will kiss
and kill without remorse to achieve it. They will not look back with fear or
nostalgia. They will keep going until their heart, a solely functional body
part, stops beating.
It’s a very strange thing to interact with them. In my case
it’s infuriating, making my insides burn and generates in me a desire to crush
them all and fix the injustices they caused. But that’s such a useless way to
go about it, trying to fight someone who doesn’t value morals by using your own
sense of morality. There’s no point screaming at them “This isn’t fair!” when
they wouldn’t even react if you screamed “This is so kind of you!” or if you
screamed full stop, for that matter. But there are so many of them out there. So
many who don’t, and will never, realise what a despicable way this is to spend
your days.
