recently that had me nodding in agreement from
the opening sentence to virtually the closing word.
The book’s entitled "Drawing
Life,"
and
it was written by David Gerlernter who, as a faculty member
at Yale, received a package in the mail from the Unabomber.
He survived the
resulting explosion, but lost part of his right hand and
part of the sight in his right eye.
Here’s how the review opened,
more or less:
"Historians of the future will doubtless
note
with bafflement that towards the end of the 20th
century Americans ceased to esteem courage and chose instead to
embrace victimhood. It was done with the best of intentions. But
good intentions are no excuse for bad ideas."
The review opened that way
because of the book’s major theme: namely, that by lowering the bars
of expectation because of race, ethnicity, gender, and so on for
those who struggle against great odds because of those factors, we
devalue their achievements and make it easier for them to succumb to
self-pity.
"When you encourage a man
to see himself as a victim of anything — crime, poverty,
bigotry, bad luck, whatever — you’re piling bricks on his chest" was
the way the author put it.
The book also details what he
suffered
because of the letter bomb he received, and how he
overcame his injuries, both physical and mental. As André Malraux
would have put it: "He didn’t return from hell with empty
hands."
So the next time you think
of meddling in someone’s life by unilaterally imposing upon him or
her the status of victimhood, especially someone you don’t even know, think
again.
Not only could you
be destroying his or her sense of self-esteem, you may be
interfering with his or her destiny as well.
Think about
it.