I have always been a relatively low-stress individual. This might come as a shock to people who have seen me rant, because rant I do. The fact of the matter is though, that I don’t really get deeply riled up about much of anything. I like to tell myself that it is because I think life is too short, that I have some sort of insight into the brevity and beauty of our existence that most people lack. The fact that I think that this is what I believe almost certainly means that it is false. I also entertain the idea, probably much closer to reality, that I am too stupid to be stressed out. I just don’t know what I should be stressed out about. It follows from this second idea, then, that my main source of stress is the fact that other people are stressed out and I am not stressed out, leading me to believe that I am missing out on something. This stresses me out. This, though, is how a culture of stress works, people who are stressed out stress other people out and so it goes; on and on until we all give up and die of hypochondria. Take graduate school for example. Walk into any graduate school lounge and I guarantee you will hear several people bemoaning the stressed-out fate of being graduate students. “I read for 10 hours today.” “I read for 11 and I didn’t eat anything but top ramen. I am a graduate student. I am so poor. Injustice.” I always walk into these lounges and wonder what in the hell everyone is whining about. Last time I checked, I get paid to teach a relatively easy class and sit in bed and read books. Every once in a while I write a paper and have to figure out how to format something on Word. Other than that I consider my life to be pretty ballin. Does this mean that I am somehow just better at Grad School, that I am some sort of animal that is evolved especially for a graduate school lifestyle? Probably not. This is probably because these people aren’t naturally stressed either–they just get in the habit of saying that they are stressed. It is either work hard, or talk about being stressed so that people will think that you are working hard. Some cultures shake hands. People in our culture now greet one another by wailing about the size of the stack of papers in their inbox, or the climate achangin. How did this whole thing happen? We don’t want to be stressed. Isn’t stress something that we have literally tens of Men’s Health articles telling us how to get rid of?
I clearly don’t have to point out that the political right has been on the stress train for a while. Those people speak a language of indignation that is completely obscure to the uninitiated. The best thing is they speak the language of embattlement even when they are clearly winning. Commies are coming to get your guns and make your son a tranny! Run! Also: this Taylor Swift song! This is masterfully done.
It is not just the ranty indignation of FOX, though. A liberal arts education in our country consists, to a large extent, of telling you what to be stressed out about. You didn’t know that you were a racist? Well you are. Start being stressed out. Holy shit, you didn’t know that Bolivian people are being shit on by global capitalism? Write me a properly indignant paper. If you take enough humanities classes, the whole process takes on a life of its own and you start going home and stressing your family out about their heteronormativity and their support of factory farming. They respond by watching Glenn Beck. I get about 9000 emails a week from David Plouffe telling me about all kinds of things that I should be stressed out about.
But, you say, those are really real things/problems! Yeah, but how does my being stressed out help? In fact, how has this model of education–the list of things to be stressed/indignant about–helped the world for the better? Not at all. Because stress does not equal action. We have confused the cause and the effect. If I was Nelson Mandela, I would be stressed out, but that would be because I was fighting for some goddamn rights. Stress as effect of action. But now we think that somehow if we are stressed (indignant) enough, action will result. This is the opposite of the truth. What will result is stress eating, bad skin and general, paralyzing stupidity.
Here is what I am saying: the world has some really real problems, decide what you want to do about them and do it. Don’t talk about it, don’t write a paper for your undergraduate sociology class about it. Just do something about it and then go dancing.