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The French origin of “individualism” (de Maistre, ctitical) and its adoption and subsequent use (eg Tocqueville) to name singles in collectives, groups, societies,…is far from helpful in understanding social and “individual” psychologies. For most are better understood by what they share, what they have in common, what they are mutually with their families, social groups, clubs, cities/towns, states, sports teams, “politics”, nationalities,… than what they misname “individualities”.

Is it not that the patterns and realities of society are mistakenly assumed to have an inherent moral order – a mistake which societal disorder reveals.

And majorities act as mass.

Perhaps… but only after and above sub specie hominis.

Most people reside inside of traditions… Closer to reality, most traditions live inside them…though on different levels: idea(l)s and beliefs; emotions and social patterns; even physiognomies of smiles and gestures of body.

Those whose thoughts, feelings, and opinions are determined by their group.

While ministers* are believed to at least make a small communication of Heaven to Earth, or perhaps more realistically from Earth to Heaven… few seem to have any real inner character of transcendence necessary for such this- and otherworldly communications.

Perhaps for that true inner masters are needed, and in our massively mundane times there are very few of those. And Hitory reveals a few as well.

*directly from Latin minister (genitive ministri) “inferior, servant, priest’s assistant” (in Medieval Latin, “priest”), from minus, minor “less,” hence “subordinate” (from PIE root *mei- (2) “small”) + comparative suffix *-teros. Compare with “master”, from magis “more,” from PIE *mag-yos-, comparative of root *meg- “great”.

And when ‘history became serious’, we can see the results of having left these unfit people in power.

How many tens of thousands of Russians and Ukrainians will have died, needlessly, due to the will, vanity and power of one man?

A man who cannot write his biography without God, intervening all the time, rather conveniently, with some of his teenage friends, senselessly destroys pears on a tree, and the old man projects himself into the psychology, an infant… And so we’re all supposed to be born sinners?

Is it less that people live in History unawares, than that History lives in them?