Camaraderie vs. Truth 2


I like to think that Iíve grown some over the past year or so. I donít know if I can say that Iím smarter or ďbetterĒ or that Individual Valuism has intensely gratified my life, but Iíve gotten some new perspectives on things. In my ĒSociopath in the MirrorĒ article, I wrote that I may have never felt love. Since then, I definitely have. In the same article, I wrote that meaningless actions do not gain meaning if other people are involved. Iíve begun to wonder on that one. Maybe interacting with people is worthier than I thought. How worthy is it? Well, thatís a damn fine question. And as I once again think about the relative values of camaraderie and truth, I reflect upon the biggest truth Iíve learned in the past year. Which isÖ that truth doesnít give you a reason to live.


Iíve noticed that Individual Valuism is a very reactive philosophy. I spent a lot of time criticizing mainstream views of values and reality. I spent a lot of effort saying ďNo!Ē to everyone that says that the supernatural is real, to all ideas that say that morality is objective, and to any system that says that a person canít be his or her own sovereign. However, my philosophy has a significant failure that Iíve realized over the past eight months: it canít give you purpose. It can give you truth, but not purpose. Truth might help you find purpose, but itís not guaranteed. You might realize that every day of your life, you wake up, do nothing important, and go back to sleep. Then one day you cease to exist forever. I wish that I could come here and say, ďIf you realize the principles of Individual Valuism, you will have a solid grasp of your goals in life and will have a jolly good reason to jump out of bed in the morning!Ē I canít say that. Truth itself doesnít give you a reason to live. You might find something that matters to you, but itís not guaranteed.


Trust me, the irony isnít lost on me that I previously blasted a Christian author in my ďThe Purpose-Devoid LifeĒ articles while I donít always see a purpose in life myself. Shrug. I guess the important question is whether false purpose is better than no purpose. Of course, I canít answer that question for everybody because goodness is not universal, but I am starting to more and more see the benefits of a false purpose. Itís the question posed in my favorite movie, The Matrix. Is it better to take the red pill and get the uncomfortable truth or take the blue pill and get a beautiful lie? Iíd say that I took the red pill years ago. I wanted the truth, but what good was it? Maybe I shouldíve been a good little sheep in my church and family. Maybe I wouldíve gotten something better. Of course, Christianity and United States culture is fairly benign these days. What if in the culture I lived in had a really malicious purpose? Is that better than no purpose at all? Letís go back to the Nazi rally referenced in article 30. Suppose that there is a guy that has to make the choice to either blindly follow Hitler or go home and have no purpose. Suppose if he chooses the latter heíll get depressed and hang himself. Whatís the better choice? Bad purpose or no purpose? You decide.


Again, Iíd like to say that itís not impossible that a true purpose can be found in life. Itís just that living for yourself probably wonít give you much. Does living with others? Maybe. Optimally, you should be able to have camaraderie and truth at the same time. In reality, you sometimes have to make a choice. I hope I wonít have to. I might have to go with camaraderie. I would give all of this up for love.