Thank you for stopping by and finding my post relevant. I am happy about that.
I am trying to build bridges, they seem to be much needed.
It's true, it's like you say, there is no single answer. I would go so far as to say that there is no principled solution because there is no principled problem, because what is inherent in human beings, their fantastically schizophrenic nature, cannot be forbidden, nor commanded. I think the anger from this is a consequence of confusion, after which one has confused oneself too much because one thinks one has to choose a side, when there are an infinite number of potential situations that can generate spontaneous agility.
Whatever people are afraid of, I think that at the end of one's existence, one rather regrets not having been courageous and is one's own harshest judge of missed opportunities of risk-joy (literally, that's what it's called in our country). And of course, the fear is not unjustified. I myself lost my professional livelihood because I crossed the line and formulated uncomfortable questions. It was bad at the time. But as always in life, if the episode is in the past, if I didn't lose my clients, I would probably have lost my dignity and so I preferred it to be the former. I am therefore not a victim (though I was at that time).
I am alive, after all, and the loss of my professional livelihood led to my trust in my husband growing immensely and to my having the important experience of support and love. Sometimes shit happens, but shit grows into something else. Then shit sometimes turns into gold. HaHa!
It may well be that this whole thing lasts for the duration of my future life or that more craziness will come along. But every prohibition also offers the adventure of disobedience. Maybe I won't do it that way myself (getting too old for that someday), but I'd smile at the younger ones and root for them. No, I don't discuss it much either. It helps me to write about it.
Bye bye to you :)
"Oceania had always been at war with Eastasia" A constant crisis requires constant control. Flexibility is important, as you suggest, having lost your job to politics, you went on to carve out a new life. Right on!
Throughout life I learned that there are no safe spaces. If you are against the odds, safety is not something one can demand. Otherwise you would be with the odds.
If I put safety above all my other needs, I would never have been against the odds, so I would not have taken a risk. The risk is the uncertain outcome. But if I want to see the outcome determined beforehand, I reject uncertainty (always also having the potential of positive outcome).
I compare this with activities, where I went to certain places that could have been described as unsafe or put myself in unsafe situations that could well have gone wrong (that is the thrill, after all). I cannot expect my fellow world to spare me this risk; on the contrary, it is better that I accept the danger as part of human experience. One who lives too long with the illusion that safe places are being created for one personally wakes up all the harder when this illusion is suddenly shattered. It inflicts a narcissistic mortification. Speaking of experience here :D
Reminds me on other examples like "blaming culture vs. enduring culture" (stereotyping here)