Dissent

I am the one

We can see the fifty-seven amongst the green dots. We can see the number in the other circle too. We can see things that other people can’t in all walks of life. We can see how things could be improved. We have theories about what we think really happened in notable events. We push these theories hoping that people will listen, but most of all to prove the doubters wrong. We will feel most elated if our theories turn out to be correct and our beliefs vindicated. We will feel most superior and obtain the deserved moniker, a prophet of prescience. We knew we were right to stick firmly to our beliefs. We held firm despite all the scepticism. We lamented others for not sharing our opinion. We were the brave ones that kept our head above the parapet. We did not follow the herd. It would be a dream come true if one could demonstrate to the whole world, or at least to one’s clan, that you were right and everyone else was wrong. And best of all you managed this before you died. However, for each success story in this realm, there are countless others that go to their grave convinced that they were right but didn’t have their beliefs widely validated. The dissenter wants to be that one brighter individual that proves that they were justified in uncloaking the devil, preventing the target from getting away with something.

You may see something that worries you - are you going to find out more before you alert others. Things may appear out of place, but it may tun out to be all fine. Self-belief can pay dividends, but many are unable to reappraise their beliefs. Some never stop to consider whether they are wrong. Others think that since something is supported by so many people, it must be right. Can vast numbers be wrong? Yes, they can when they are all forced, coerced and cajoled into a belief system.