I’m bringing this out from the comments because I need to be able to link to it and not have to repeat myself in the future.
Neoliberalism teaches us that chaos is good, order is bad. Embrace unpredictability. Be always prepared to pivot. Rules don’t matter, quirky personalities do. It’s neoliberalism, my friends. It’s liberating, exhilarating, fun. It’s all a big game where you get to change the rules all the time. And you can win BIG.
It’s so good.
Until you don’t win. Until you can no longer pivot and embrace change. Until you get tired, or sick, or tied down by family, obligation, community. If you can’t drop it all at a moment’s notice, you get dropped. Discarded.
Morality is jettisoned, too. There are no longer the same moral laws for everybody. If you have a quirky enough personality, you can stand above all that.
I’m analyzing a novel where two quirky female characters murder a little boy. What strikes me as curious is that not a single critic who has written about this novel managed to say that the women’s actions are amoral or at least just simply wrong. When I say it, I see people look at me in confusion. “Amoral? But that’s outdated. There’s no longer a shared morality. Everybody gets to develop their own morality, and it’s all good. No morality (or system of rules) is better than anybody else’s.”
Of course, the little boy gets screwed in this scenario but that’s a small price to pay for quirky, interesting personalities to be free to remake the world to their liking.
This is the conflict of our times. Boring, constraining, stolid rules versus the liberating, freedom-making chaos. We have all collectively decided to choose chaos and kill the little boy. Children need rules, routines and predictability. And that’s so unfree. Who needs all that? Screw the little buggers and let’s go be free. There is no morality beyond freedom. No higher good. Only being free to be yourself because the God of our era is the all-important, all-powerful Self.