This is actually based on an earlier blurb (the what would you sacrifice one). People are fundamentally good (I hope) but will do some awful stuff if it’s for their significant other (back in high school, I once went berserk on a guy who kept touching my girlfriend’s back in a class – I humiliated him in front of everyone and he never forgot it. It was the wrong thing to do and I still regret it). My point is, I didn’t think of anyone but her and me and to a great extent, I still don’t. She (now my wife) is my first priority over other people. And I guess it’s love that makes it so. So there you have it? Love makes us worse people? What do you think?
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[I was thinking of what I was going to reply to this, and Parker Vaughn said it in his response: “Yes, Love does make us do “crazy” things but it’s driven from a good place.” We do those things because we’re trying to protect someone that we care about. And I feel like that makes us better people.
[Nah, I don’t think so. Someone will always be your first priority over society in general because you have a personal connection to them. If not romantic love, friendship or paternal love. Even if love didn’t exist, I think that we would just prioritize our own best interests over others.
[Not to beat a dead horse (because you make a sound point attack), but haven’t you just substituted passion for love? Love is great. Passion is great. They can make us do great things. And awful things. The question remains, would be just be better off without it? Sure, we’d be robots of some kind, but, well, would it be such a bad thing? Also, why can we only judge individual actions and not root causes?
[Definitely not. Of anything, I think it makes us better. But I’m also somewhat of a poster boy for advocating for Love. It’s one thing that I truly believe in.
Yes, Love does make us do “crazy” things but it’s driven from a good place. Sure, there are extremes that aren’t acceptable (like killing in the name of Love, basically anything illegal) because then you’re just trying to use Love as an excuse.
Maracuya makes a great point too, that is doesn’t have to be just romantic Love, it can be Love for friendship or paternal, or even familial. I would walk to the ends of the Earth for my niece and nephew. I knew that from the very moment they came into my life. Does that make me a worse person? No. That makes me passionate and someone that will always be there for them no matter what they do in life; good or bad.
While thinking about this I thought of one possible comparison. Perhaps think of this question about Love, and how those whom you really love hold a priority in your life, to a job/hobby/skill that you “Love” or are passionate about.
I know when I’m deeply passionate about something it almost always gets my ‘A’ game. You have 100% Parker no matter what. Love towards a person is the same way. If you’ve touched my heart in such a way, you’re getting no less than 100% from me.
So, no. Love does not make us worse. Sure we may still make some mistakes or regret some actions we’ve done “in the act of Love” but in the grand scheme of things I think it truly makes us better people.
[But that sounds an awful lot like “the road to hell is paved with good intentions.” The intent can be good and bad stuff can happen. Sure, you’d walk to the ends of the earth for someone you love, but that’s kind of an easy example (it avoids the question of whether or not you’d screw over someone else for your loved one’s happiness.). The real question is would you make someone else’s niece and nephew suffer so yours could be better off? I think that we almost all would (think Christmas insanity shopping, where people step on one another’s necks to get that perfect toy.). To suggest that a lack of a loved one just shifts our self-interest to ourselves doesn’t really solve anything: it’s still love making us worse (just self-love).
It’s like admitting that love really does make us worse people.
[I don’t think love makes us better or worse people. It makes us passionate, and passion can make us irrational. It’s impossible to qualify passion. That passion blurs right and wrong for us sometimes, and what makes us good or bad people is how we attempt to clear things up and deal with our urges. Sometimes humans do beautiful, courageous things while intoxicated with passion, but sometimes we commit violent acts and make poor decisions because of it. We can only judge the individual acts, not the entire love-intoxication.
[Woo hoo! I’m inspiring!
Sorry, I’m done. And I don’t think I had very far to fall in the good-person category… so I’m not a very good judge of this particular question.