“សូម្បី​តែ​ក្រុម​ប្រឆាំង​អំពើ​ហិង្សា​ក៏​បង្កើត​រលក​ថ្មី​នៃ​អំពើ​ហិង្សា។ មានតែពេលនេះទេ - សីលធម៌

In my head, a system of dozens of clients over many years. Memory is like a drunken lantern, snatching out the strangled voices from the two banks of hell: those who were subjected to violence and those who did it.

Facebook (an extremist organization banned in Russia) – a confessional booth? Psychotherapist’s office? Car compartment? Carl Jung would give his left hand for the opportunity to work with FB — an ideal testing ground for exploring the collective unconscious. Waves of mass consciousness, like a tsunami, cover gigantic territories in a second, collide with each other, reflect and intensify, flooding the psyche of millions.

Flash mob #I’m not afraid to say has affected thousands of people:

women victims of sexual violence;

men who caught the guilt virus;

people of both sexes who felt the vulgarity and hypocrisy of a social gesture;

frightened, and therefore aggressive rapists (real and latent).

Interpreters and deriders appear: “a brothel”, “they are to blame, they provoked”, angry housewives — “what kind of striptease is this? – go to psychotherapists, children read you”; psychotherapists — «come to me, I will help everyone», etc. And for the first time (in my memory) online history so actively crawled out of computers and gadgets. Discuss at home, on the street, in cafes and parks.

A snowball of pure snow, being launched from the mountain down, gradually acquires new layers. First clean, and then mud mixed with sticks and cigarette butts, rushing down, sweeping away everything in its path. So the mass phenomenon, starting purely and sincerely, degenerates, absorbs the hypocrisy, fear and aggression of society.

I’ll try to avoid ratings. The action flared up easily, like a forest fire in a drought, which means that it does not matter who threw the outstanding cigarette butt. It would have happened sooner or later. It hurt and broke.

A friend told me that once she was beaten by a security guard in a nightclub for no reason, and the young investigator helplessly shrugged: “The cameras are overwritten, there are no witnesses, I can’t do anything …” She asked what would happen if she was killed. The guy threw up his hands. When social institutions are not able to protect the weak, when the government offers to “hold on”, all that remains is to pour pain and resentment on Facebook (an extremist organization banned in Russia).

And why did everyone think it was about sex? No matter how tough he is, with handcuffs, whips and bruises, it is always a voluntary process. It’s just that in our language the same words denote both coition and humiliation. What Facebook (an extremist organization banned in Russia) is buzzing about with rapes, beatings, coercion, has nothing to do with this word … This is the flip side of a hypocritical society. Glossy Orthodox-patriotic and sanctimonious from the outside, from the inside — with raping policemen, decades of repressions, informers and guards.

In a herd of animals, the compulsion to have sex creates a hierarchy. A strong male covers the weakest relatives, regardless of gender, in order to strengthen his power.

Yes, there has always been violence. Probably, and will always be, it is inherent in human nature. It doesn’t matter if you’re a man or a woman. They rape everyone. Morally and physically. But only in our country it is “as if” normal. It is normal to “punish”, “lower”, “humiliate”. And even a flash mob against violence breeds new violence. Now it’s moral.

At first glance, the sudden emergence of repressed painful memories should be psychotherapeutic. It allows you to shake out a jar of spiders, free yourself, cleanse yourself. But only at first glance.

I asked questions to the girls I know who published confessions on the Web — they say that it has not become easier. Vice versa. Parents do not accept, acquaintances allow ambiguous jokes, young people remain silent. The most important thing that my interlocutors noted was that each was flooded with a flood of revelations in personal messages. Many women want to share, but do not find the strength or are afraid. Maybe they’ll get a little better. What we see online is just the tip of the iceberg.

Mass action creates the illusion of security, sort of like «in the world and death is red.» In fact, for each user, public confessions become the property of specific employers, colleagues, spouses, children … The flashmob will end. The war will continue.

The social network tried to raise the spiritual function of society lying in the dust and thrown out as unnecessary. Neither the state, nor social institutions, nor, God forbid, the church have been carrying it for a long time. The attempt failed. Weight not taken.