Are we becoming a nation of self-inflicted victims where everything acts against us and we are all innocent bystanders bound up in the bad intentions of the world?
There seems to be a great appeal in the application of suffering to victims. We now seem to face a nation of mosaic suffering where anyone who hurts or feels wounded deserves our debt and gratitude while the real sufferers — the real national heroes — flounder in the flapping of empty flags and mouldering in the graves of dead promises.
A “victim” is opaquely and colloquially defined widely and vaguely — quite on purpose, I believe — to give everyone cover and it is curiously fascinating how the word’s roots are rooted in religious sacrifice:
Is it a good thing to be a “robbery victim” instead of “someone who was robbed” and are we a victim of everything in our environment? Have we gone too far in the application of Victimhood to include “abortion victim” and “cancer victim” and “war victim” and “Right Wing Conspiracy victim” and a ganglia of other perceived wrongs against us?
Doesn’t victimization require a purposeful act against someone first, or does the ordinary happenstance of living make any bad thing a reason for application of the victim label?
Does the victim label provide social cover for failure for the victim while giving greater power to the labeler for the purposeful demolition of enemies and the underprivileged in the defined capacity of a smothering — and falsely honorable — Victimhood?
We must fight the victim label in all forms and schemes in order to restore our own sense of self-propagation and to help others from falling into a dark pit of self-pity. Playing the victim is easy; refuting the label is heroic.