Don’t be an altruist! You don’t decide for others.

“I should have no illusion about it, if I have sold myself.  I believe whatever public believes.  I despise the public.  That’s my only vindication.  I’ve sold my life, but I have got a good price.  Power.  I’ve never used it.  I cannot afford a personal desire.  But now I’m free.  Now I can use it for what I want.  For what I believe.”

There is a principle.

What principle?

The thing that is destroying the world.  The thing we may be talking about.  Actual Selflessness.

But the question is does this ideal exist.  They are wrong.  It does exist—though not in the way they imagine.  It is what I couldn’t understand about people for a long time.  They have no self.  They live within others.  They live second-hand.  Look at people around you.

If you look at people—at what is left of them—and it would help you to understand.  They are paying the price and wondering for what sin and telling themselves that they’ve been too selfish.  In what act or thought of them has there ever been a self?  What was their aim in life?  Greatness—in other people’s eyes.  Fame, admiration, envy—all that which comes from others.  Others dictated their convictions, which they did not hold, but they were satisfied that others believed that they held them.  Others were their motive power and their prime concern.  They didn’t want to be great, but to be thought—great.  They didn’t want to build, but to be admired as a builder.  They borrowed from others in order to make an impression on others. There is their actual selflessness.  It’s their ego they’ve betrayed and given up.  But everybody calls them selfish.  And that’s the pattern most people follow.

Yes! And isn’t that the root of every despicable action?  Not selfishness, but precisely the absence of a self.    Look at them.  The man who cheats and lies, but preserves a respectable front.  He knows himself to be dishonest, but others think he’s honest and he derives his self-respect from that, second-hand.  The man who takes the credit for an achievement which is not his own.  He knows himself to be mediocre, but he is great in the eyes of others.  The frustrated wretch who professes love for the inferior and clings to those less endowed, in order to establish his own superiority by comparison.  The man whose sole aim is to make money.   There is no evil in a desire to make money.  But money is only a mean to some end.    If a man wants it for a personal purpose—to invest in his industry, to create, to study, to travel, to enjoy luxury—he is completely moral.  But the men who place money first go much beyond that.  Personal luxury is a limited endeavor.  What they want is ostentation: to show, to stun, to entertain, to impress others.   They are second-handers.  Look at their so called cultural endeavors.  A lecturer who spout some borrowed rehash of nothing at all that means nothing at all to him—and people who listen and don’t give a damn, but sit there in order to tell their friends that they have attended a lecture by a famous name.  All second-handers.

Isn’t it like making out a case against selfishness?  Aren’t they all acting on a selfish motive—to be noticed, liked, admired?

–by others.  At the price of their own self-respect.  In the realm of greatest importance—the realm of values, of judgment, of spirit, of thought—they place others above self, in the exact manner which altruism demands.  A truly selfish person cannot be affected by the approval of others.  He doesn’t need it.

I think some people understand that.  That is what helps them to spread their vicious nonsense.  Just weakness and cowardice.  It is so easy to run to others.  It is hard to stand on one’s own record.  You can fake virtue for an audience.  You cannot fake it in your own eyes.  Your ego is the strictest judge.  They run from it.  They spend their lives running.  It is easier to donate a few thousand to charity and think oneself noble than to base self-respect on personal standards of personal achievement.  It is simple to seek substitutes for competence—such easy substitutes: Love, charm, kindness, charity.  But there is no substitute for competence.

That, precisely, is the deadliness of second-handers.  They have no concern for facts, ideas, work.  They are concerned only with people.  They don’t ask: Is this true?  They ask: Is this what others think is true?  Not to judge, but to repeat.  Not to do, but to give the impression of doing.  Not creation, but show.  Not ability, but friendship.  Not merit, but pull.  What would happen to the world without those who do, think, work, produce?  Those are the egoists.  You don’t think through another’s brain and you don’t work through another’s hands.  When you suspend your faculty of independent judgment, you suspend consciousness.  To stop consciousness is to stop life.  Second-handers have no sense of reality.  Their reality is not within them, but somewhere in that space which divides one human body from another.  Not an entity, but a relation—anchored to nothing.    That is the emptiness I couldn’t understand in people.  People, committees, conferences.  Men without an ego.  Opinion without a rational process.  Motion without brakes or motor.  Power without responsibility.  The second-hander acts, but the source of his actions is scattered in every other living person.  It is everywhere and nowhere and you can’t reason with him.  He is not open to reason.  You can’t speak to him—he can’t hear.  You are tried by an empty bench.  A blind mass running amuck, to crush you without sense or purpose.   Thinkers could not define this monster, but they knew it.   That is the drooling beast they fear.  The second-hander.

I think your second-handers understand this, try as they might not to admit it to themselves.  Notice how they will accept a man who stands alone.  They recognize him at once.  By instinct.  There is a special, insidious kind of hatred for him who stands alone.  They forgive criminals.  They admire dictators.  Crime and violence are a tie.  A form of mutual dependence.  They need ties.  They’ve got to force their miserable little personalities on every single person they meet.  The independent man kills them—because they don’t exist within him and that is the only form of existence they know.  Notice the malignant kind of resentment against any idea that propounds independence.  Notice the malice toward an independent man.  Look back at your own life, my dear, and at the people you’ve met.  They know.  They are afraid.

That’s because some sense of dignity always remains in them.  They’re still human beings.  But they’ve been taught to seek themselves in others.  Yet no man can achieve the kind of absolute humility that would need no self-esteem in any form.  He wouldn’t survive.  So after centuries of being pounded with the doctrine that altruism is the ultimate ideal, men have accepted in the only way it could be accepted.  By seeking self-esteem through others.  By living second-hand.  And it has opened the way for every other kind of horror.  It has become the dreadful form of selfishness which a truly selfish man couldn’t have conceived.  And now, to cure a world perishing from selflessness, we are asked to destroy the self.  Listen to what is being preached today.  Look at everyone around us.  You’ve wondered why they suffer, why they seek happiness and never find it.  If any man stopped and asked himself whether he’s ever held a truly personal desire, he would find the answer.  He would see that all his wishes, his efforts, his dreams, his ambitions are motivated by other men.  He’s not really struggling even for material wealth, but for the second-hander’s delusion—prestige.  A stamp of approval, not his own.  He can find no joy in the struggle and no joy when he has succeeded.  He can’t say about a single thing:  “This is what I wanted because I wanted it, not because it made my neighbors gape at me.”   Then he wonders—why he is unhappy.  Every form of happiness is private.  Our greatest moments are personal, self-motivated, not to be touched.  The things which are sacred or precious to us are things we withdraw from promiscuous sharing.  But now we are taught to throw everything within us into public light and common pawing.  To seek joy in meeting halls.  We haven’t even got a word for the quality I mean—for the self-sufficiency of man’s spirit.  It is difficult to call it selfishness or egotism, the words have been perverted.

I think that the only cardinal evil on this earth is that of placing your prime concern within other men.  I’ve always demanded a certain quality in the people I liked.  I’ve always recognized it at once—it is the only quality I respect in men.  I chose my friends by that.  Now I know what it is.  A self-sufficient ego.  Nothing else matters.

Not every man is born to be second-hander, remember.

P.S.: This article is not to offend anyone, I just to intend to share something I also believe in. Thanks.

With thanks,

Rajneesh Kumar
Mobile: +91 98106-63271
Join my network of Leaders, Managers, Sales Professionals, Educationists, Trainers, CLO, Management Consultants, Six Sigma Professionals, Marketing Professionals, etc at:

Linked to the same discussion at Linkedin:


About Rajneessh Kumar

A Marketing Professional with 16+ years of working experience
This entry was posted in Life & Spirituality and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s