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I will sublimate my reptile urge to snap at someone in someone else's comments into this essay about "moronic cynicism" which I ran into a while ago and find reason to think upon it often. I don't like the term itself, but I like the observation and deconstruction.
Hm. Actually I'm reading it again and it's not actually a very good essay; more like a student newspaper opinion piece. But I can still see the feeling that fueled it, and it's one that's managed to stick with me.
Moronic cynicism is a form of naivete. It's naivete turned inside out, naivete with a sneer. Imagine a child smoking a cigarette.
Hm. Actually I'm reading it again and it's not actually a very good essay; more like a student newspaper opinion piece. But I can still see the feeling that fueled it, and it's one that's managed to stick with me.