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Leopardi, 21

Use of money is one of the principle obstacles to the preservation of equality among men and hence of free states, to the preponderance of true merit and of virtue, etc., etc. And its use is one of the principal reasons that introduce and gradually force society into oppression, despotism, servitude, the burden placed by single classes on others, in short, that extinguish the moral and inner life of the nations, and the nations themselves as nations. (561)

Leopardi, Giacomo, and Michael Caesar. Zibaldone. New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2013.

The chain of sacrifice

Dominant ideologies require sacrificial victims at their core to function.

Our notions of the rule of law are fueled by the sacrifice of black and brown lives at the hands of law enforcement. Our notions of national destiny are fueled by the sacrifice of native people at the hands of our history. Our notions of a pseudo-individualizing right to bear arms are fueled by the sacrifice of children at the hands of school shooters. Our notions of the right to life are fueled by the sacrifice of women at the hands of rapists. Our notions of human exceptionalism are fueled by the torture and killing of billions of animals every year.

Rather than cynical viewing these victims as a cost or as collateral damage, I view them as the structural heart of the ideologies built upon them.

What Do Metrics Want? How Quantification Prescribes Social Interaction on Facebook

“Audit culture and business ontology enculturate a reliance on quantification to evaluate whether an insatiable ‘desire for more’ has been fulfilled. These conditions compel Facebook’s users to reimagine both self and friendship in quantitative terms, and situates them within a ‘graphopticon,’ a self-induced audit of metricated social performance where the many watch the metrics of the many.”

via What Do Metrics Want? How Quantification Prescribes Social Interaction on Facebook : Computational Culture.

Leopardi, 18

Man is so fond of praise that, even in relation to things that he thinks are worthless and where he has neither sought nor striven to be praiseworthy, the fact of being praised still gratifies him. Indeed, it will often induce him to try and raise in his own reckoning the worth and reputation of that trifle for which he has been praised, and to persuade himself that it, or the fact of being praiseworthy in relation to it, is by no means trifling in the opinion of others. (361)

Leopardi, Giacomo, and Michael Caesar. Zibaldone. New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2013.

Leopardi, 17

Each day we lose something; that is, some illusions, which are all we have, perish or wane. Experience or truth daily deprive us of some portion of our possessions. We do not live except by losing. Man is born rich in everything, and as he grows he gets poorer, until in old age he finds himself with almost nothing. (329)

Leopardi, Giacomo, and Michael Caesar. Zibaldone. New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2013.

Hell (Padma Purana)

They are dragged off, with nooses around their necks, and fall into an awful darkness where they are suffer grief as they are burnt and boiled; eaten by foxes, dogs, carnivorous animals, crows, herons, wolves, tigers, serpents, scorpions, and insects; pricked by thorns, cut by saws, squeezed by machines, dragged around on their knees, and beaten by pestles; oppressed by hunger, thirst, the odor of pus, blood and foul-smelling places. They are also forced to eat various unsavory things: pus, blood, vomit, feces and fetid flesh; and finally roasted in places where heaps of hair, blood, flesh, marrow, bones, and dead bodies are scattered.

Hell (Mahabharata)

It is a path enveloped in thick darkness and covered with moss and hair, muddy with flesh and blood. Bones, body parts and entrails cover the earth, which is thick with worms and insects. The putrid stench of rotting flesh pollutes the air, already filled with bees, gnats, and flies. Grizzly bears, evil spirits with pointed mouths, and birds of prey with iron beaks are everywhere. The place itself is a plain of fine white sand, rocks, and stones of iron, surrounded by a river of boiling water and bordered by blazing fires and inaccessible strongholds. There is also a forest of trees with sharp leaves, like swords and razors, as well as iron jars of boiling oil.