Hatred

The amount of Hatred in my life, astonishes me. And it is not hard to see where it came from - my early childhood, and my relationship with my Mother.

By saying this, I am not saying anything new. Psychologists have always known this (there has been some recent analysis of Freud and his parents, for example) but lately - everyone assumes that we can somehow overcome it, that we should overcome it, and forget it. Because it ruins our lives.

I agree, it ruins our lives - and we must find some way of dealing with it. And by we, I mean all of us. But there is so much hatred in the world, we are afraid of touching it - and making our whole world blow up in our faces.

You can see this in individuals, who have mental problems. The slightest thing, can set off a chain reaction that disables them. And in whole countries - the slightest thing, can cause a war that kills thousands, even millions.

In either case, the people affected, usually manage to come up with a solution that does not solve the problem - but prevents a complete collapse. They are disabled, and can still function, but not too well.

This could be seen as an interim solution to the problem - something that will give them some time to work things out. Except for one thing - their ability to understand their problem, has been badly compromised - and this makes them unable to solve it.

I will be specific - the election of Trump in America. Strange problems were simmering just under the surface there, and as a result, Americans blew up - and elected Trump. Who is only making the situation worse.

The problems that caused this were trivial, actually - but in an unstable situation, small effects can cause a big reaction.

And a new situation that Americans cannot understand - and don't even want to.