Pervert is a verb, and we do it all the time. To pervert is to degrade, to cut down to size. We do it to people in our minds. We devalue them. We reduce them to the limitations of our appetites, of our sense of what might prove useful to us, of our sense of what strikes us as appropriate. We often only file them away – these living and breathing human beings – into separate files of crazy-making issues-talk. When we think of a person primarily as a problem, a potential buyer, a VIP, a celebrity, a threat, an asset, or an inconvenience, we’re reducing them to the tiny sphere of our stunted attention span. This is how perversion works. Perversion is a failure of the imagination, a failure to pay adequate attention.
While perversion appears to be the modus operandi of governments and the transnational corporations they serve—and the language both speak in their broadcasts—the reductionism implicit in perversion doesn’t ultimately work. It doesn’t do justice to the fullness of what we are. We, the people, are always more than our use value. Like the God in whose image many people believe other people are made, people are irreducible. There’s always more to a person—more stories, more life, more complexities—than we know. The human person, when viewed properly, is unfathomable, incalculable, and dear.
Perversion always says otherwise. Perversion is a way of managing, getting down to business, getting a handle on people as if they were things. A person reduced to a thing has been, in the mind of the perverter, dispensed with, taken care of, filed away. Perversion is pigeonholing. I once tried to share some of this with my high school students, and a fellow who’s always quick with an encouraging, conspiratorial smile walked up after class (always a rewarding experience) and said, “So we’re all perverts then.”
“Yep,” I said. “But we aren’t only perverts. We certainly underestimate each other, misperceiving and misrepresenting other people from one moment to the next. But we also get it right sometimes. We aren’t just perverts. In fact, if we say of someone that he or she is a pervert and nothing but a pervert, we’re being perverts speaking perversely as perverts do.” Here I had to pause to take a breath. “Like calling someone a fool or an idiot. It’s one of those things Jesus tells us to never ever do. To speak to readily of someone else as a pervert without acknowledging our own capacity for perversion might lead to the destruction—or at least the perversion—of our own soul. We become perverts in our determination to catch—or decree someone else—a pervert. It’s tricky.
Great piece, David.
Big exhale. Spot on for this girl at 5:30 a.m., wrestling for the last day with a person whose intent has been to blatantly bully and devalue me. So in return, my ego-driven, feeble inclination to protect myself and my value is through denigrating them and tearing them down into my mind "as a worthless piece of shit." The result is that though this initially feels pleasurable, i know that there are natural consequences to face. Primarily, it is the enormous disconnect from Spirit that I feel. I traded my connection with the Divine for the experience of ripping apart another human being. And I know that I myself am in need of as much "radical grace" as they are.
Thank you for your writing. It brings me to table again with the challenge of learning peace to myself and the other person during times of conflict.