In Western philosophy, misanthropy is connected to isolation from human society. In Plato's Phaedo, Socrates defines the misanthropy in relation to his fellow man: "Misanthropy develops when without art one puts complete trust in somebody thinking the man absolutely true and sound and reliable and then a little later discovers him to be bad and unreliable...and when it happens to someone often...he ends up...hating everyone.
I'm with Aristotle. Here I am, optimistically believing in the essential 'good' in mankind, but what do I get? FKN Australia Day.
It hasn't been this bad since the seventies at the height of the Australiana craze that gave us the apalling 'football, meatpies, kangaroos and holden cars', Paul Hogan, Baz Lhurman, occerist shite (I'm looking at you Singo) advertising campaigns to flog low grade uncompetitive products to the dumbest end of the market. But thanks to way too many years of Howard politics and the rise and rise of bogan insensibility, now I have to suffer the embarrasing spectacle of every second car in creation festooned in FKN Australian Flags. Not only that, all the long sufferening staff of my local IGA have to dress as jingoistic morons to take my cash at the checkout in their 'fight back' advertising campaign to sell me "Australian' products for this 'one day of the year' marketing exercise. And everone, it seems, is in on the act - if you're marketing lamb, it's appartenty 'International Australia day"!
Then, down at the beach today, every lowlife and their dog is sporting an Ausflag bikini/boardie/towel/beach umbrella and all I want to be is FKN HVK with a gun, and a sniping position from which to cap the muppets. The only thing Australia day inspires in me is misanthropy. I find myself bubbling with rage and loathing of my fellow [sic] Australians. All the shallow sentiment, all the bullshit longing for belonging, all the hollow platitudes, turn my stomach and make me wish them ill.
Hello! Real Australins DO NOT WAVE FLAGS for Fk sake. We do not respect authority, we do not rally around empty nationalist symbols. We are post modern. We define ourselves by what we refuse to be. We do not and have never wished to be American in this - or Nazis for that matter. All I see when a car goes past with those ludicrous fluttering flags are nascent brownshirts.
Perhaps it's just Queensland - maybe in the rest of this great sunburnt country the extremities of stupitidy aren't so obvious. Maybe the extent of fkwittedness isn't so pronounced, but man, up here, it's a battlefield. I have NOTHING in common with an aesthetic that demands total removal of one's frontal lobe.
So, a pox on all the houses of the ignorant fools who think that waving a flag is going to sustain the values of a (mostly anglo and white up here at least) minority populace that thinks that a culture of cricket, alcoholism, biggotry and escapism is sustainable in the face of immigration and reconcilliation. And I extend my misanthropy to first generation migrant kiddies who think that draping themsleves in a tatty piece of fabric will allow them access to the fat aussie bastard club too.
And all this crap about a new Australian flag? Fk it - lets not have a bloody flag at all. Let's be the first country in the history of civilisation to give the whole idea a miss.
The absence of a flag and all the low grade racist crap that goes with it is something I'd actually consider saluting.