A few days back I was thinking of the BAD things I’ve done in life, to people I’ve really cared for. You know what I’m talking about. Those thoughtless actions that you take out of selfishness or in some weird concept of righteousness.
When I think about them I feel so guilty about it that I wonder how I ever managed to face those people again, let alone apologize. But apologize I did. Every time I could that is.
So the thought formed that – Sometimes one might be too ashamed of their actions to apologize outright.
Then yesterday, I was reading WHITEOUT by Ken Follet and one of the characters says, “You never forgive those whom you have wronged.”
It occurred to me, this is the perfect corollary to what I was thinking just last week.
When an apology is expected of those people who behave in the most despicable ways, that would probably never happen. For in Their twisted minds it’s They who are the hurt party. It’s impossible to accept or acknowledge their actions. Forgiveness will never be forthcoming to those whose existence is a constant reminder of how weak, cowardly or devious they were. Consequently, absolution is undersired.
Ah! So many inexplicable people make sense then.
I think what matters is what we think in the heat of the moment rather than the after thought….
Absolution as an absolutely 'undersired' abstraction begs the question- "does asking someone to alliterate anticipate abstruse antipathy?"
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