So let us consider the question from a human
standpoint. Let us assume no malice on
the part of each other. Let us consider
the other as a human being. Which brings
us to an interesting question: what is a human being? Or rather: what does it mean to be
human? This is not a scientific
question. This is not a psychological
question. Were it forced into a hole,
I’d say this it is closer to philosophical.
But even that seems to be overly confining the matter. This is a human question and the answer lies
in our experience as human beings.
The question, rather than being ignored by our society and
culture, has been forcibly silenced.
Why? Because it ultimately seems unanswerable,
and the best way to fix the problem posed by this seems to be to deny the
question. We refuse to face the
reality. This is one way to cope. The person committing suicide ultimately recognizes
this and attempts to silence the question, which has become as a deafening
drone in their life, by wielding his mortality in desperation. They recognize a torture in a self-aware
reality.
We are faced with the prospect of a search without end in
finding our humanity. And should we want
anything less? Should there really be a
point of achievement, which finally ends the search? Motionless boredom awaits those who seek this
end.
So let us approach the question.
I think it is plainly obvious that relationships have
everything to do with what it is to be human.
Nearly every human action is in this context. And what’s more, men and women are made for
relationship with one another. This is
the subject of poetry and prose, books and movies, song and dance. Something about this enlivens us and seems to
make us realize the depth of our humanity.
In relationship we discover our dignity in a profound way. Even the most successful individual deeply
desires such a relationship, no matter how much they outwardly deny it. It is precisely their solitude that makes the
lone hero so tragic to us. They show us
a love so powerful, and yet unrequited all the same.
So what does this say about us? It seems to say that such a separation and
denial of the unity of man and woman is a denial of our very nature. It does not say that there is no difference,
rather it emphatically demands a difference: relationship must have an “other”
different from myself. I think most will
recognize that a truly beautiful relationship not only requires and recognizes
this difference, but that it even exults in it.
And tragically, the worst relationships are those that recognize and
attempt do destroy this difference.
What does this mean then for society? It seems to say that a difference between men
and women is inherent and must be understood; however, it can go horribly
wrong. History is a drama of humans
trying to get along, and often failing.
Men and women have succeeded tremendously at hurting one another. The present is no different, but the threat
seems unique to us moderns. Instead of
denying the inherent worth of the other, we seem to deny their existence. There is no difference, there is no other.
Such an attitude does not square with our humanity; however,
it is difficult to address without first understanding what it is to be a man
or woman. And thus we find another
question of difficulty. How are we to
answer?
I believe the answer lies in that which has already been
discussed, mainly that we are beings purposed for relationship. We discover our full dignity in relationship
to an “other”. And so we find ourselves
precisely in how we relate to this “other”.
Whether it is to an acquaintance, and old friend, to our beloved, or
even to God, we realize ourselves in these relationships. This is not to say we are solely defined in
these relationships. We must not deny
our individuality, for without that there is no basis for the
relationship. A silhouette doesn’t
destroy the subject, but brings clarity to it through contrast.
As such, men must understand themselves in the context of
their relationship to women, and similarly women must understand themselves in
the context of their relationship with men.
And this fact is altogether denied by our society and culture. Why?
Because the embattled sexes have inflicted so much pain on each other in
their relationships that it seems safer to close them off rather than open
themselves. Instead, we end up denying
ourselves, taking up our humanity, and following ourselves.
For better or for ill, the station of man has been taken as
the norm. That traditional role of men
as self-sufficient stoics is the neo-human.
With the denial of relationship as an ultimate good, purpose is reduced
to the fleeting professional career.
Success is measured in coins collected rather than lives touched. And the receptivity to life physically
embodied by women has been likened to an entry-level mailroom post, meant only
for those who lacked the ambition.
And where does contraception fit in? It is more of an embodiment, rather than a
cause. With the denial of the true
nature of humanity as those in relationship and the destruction of the
difference between men and women, both have lost sight of their identity. And it becomes a spiral into a greater
darkness. As the difference is denied,
man becomes less of a man and woman becomes less of a woman. Fathers cease to be fathers and mothers cease
to be mothers.
Physically, fathers are seemingly more distant from
childbearing. But this is blind of child
rearing, where fathers are immensely important.
Children develop their relationships with their mothers in the womb, but
it is in growing up that they discover their fathers. However, because of this remote quality of
the father in childbearing, it seemed good to us that procreation become a
single-sex spawning phenomena, in which women cognitively decided to have a
child without a father. And so we deny
the relationship, and the very foundation of what it means to be human at its
core. For what symbolizes this more than
the life giving power of a relationship realized in the birth of a newborn?
And so we denied our fathers.
Fathers were removed from their children, and women, seeing
their abandonment, wished to be free of what was now viewed as a burden. For if it was not a burden, why should men seek
to remove themselves from it? But the
drive towards relationship still existed, and men and women sought each other
sexually because it is in their nature to do so. This created a problem: men and women now
lived in denial.
And so the spiral continued.
With procreation removed from the human experience, the difference of
men and women became inconsequential and cumbersome. The role of men as keepers of society became
the only good, whereas the historic realm of women as keepers of life was lost.
Nature abhors a vacuum.
Women then sought the identity of men who had ceased to be
men. They took to the workplace and
denied the dignity of their role in humanity.
In the name of women’s rights society denied that women had ever been
worth anything. Motherhood was evacuated
of any significance. Contraception only
seemed natural. Fatherhood no longer
existed, so what was motherhood? We must
banish motherhood as well. Damn it to
the same place.
And so we find ourselves now with genderless men and women,
starved for relationships. It pains me
to see my generation, promised so much and fed so little. While I see the abolition of woman as readily
apparent, the despondency of men, ravaged by their own abolition seems like the
neglected war memorial.
Men became boys, and women became girls. And we all became inhuman.