Humans often try to do the right thing and as I write that, two great quotes come to mind. From A Bronx Tale, Sonny says, “Nobody cares.” a handful of times. The next quote is one that I have written before on this blog, and whose originator is unknown at this point. “The road to hell is paved with good intentions.”
“Nobody cares.” given the context is not a cynical line. Really, the point of the line is to illustrate how, within the confines of society, many people like to give the illusion of caring. In fact, many people who display that illusion are often convinced that they are caring. This isn’t to say that empathy doesn’t exist, or that everyone’s version of caring is wrong, but it is more to do with the idea that people or creatures involved in society have a hard time thinking for themselves and are often selfish.
This leads to the second quote, “The road to hell is paved with good intentions.” How can you tell if your good intentions will result in something positive, or if the consequences will be dire? It’s not always possible to do. For example, donating is great, but few people are capable of seeing where those donations actually go. Alternatively, extreme skeptics seem to hate every charity.
These thoughts came about during Thanksgiving break because the issue of legalization came up. In New Jersey, the new governor is fast-tracking legalization efforts for marijuana. Among the older crowd, this turned into a debate. One of the greatest ironies that I ever saw is that one of the men who were so adamantly against legalization had a teenage son who was napping in another room because, well, let’s just say he had a fun night.
Legalization is the perfect product of both of those quotes. Now, I’m not judging either party above, but we have both quotes in action thanks to both of them. ( Should either of those parties happen upon this blog, well then I’m sorry. ) Good intentions say that we shouldn’t legalize drugs; chaos will occur. Not caring is realizing that they’re being bought, sold, and snorted anyway. Often both the users and dealers cost everyone more tax dollars, more headaches, and can only ever get clean of their own volition. Not even rehab seems to work.
Currently, we have a problem that may not have been a problem had anyone done a most difficult thing; try to question their own rationalizations. Thus, those good intentions that everyone so eagerly believed brought on their own form of “good intentions.” Harsher laws, increased police presence, and a war on drugs in sketchy neighborhoods led to the, “At least it’s not my kid” mentality and now here we are.
Good intentions often pave a road towards adult societies desire to stop worrying. Few question those roads because, well, who doesn’t want to be free from worry? Isn’t that universal.