On Getting Laughed At
During a wedding reception I attended last night, a conversation I was a part of turned to health care, employee benefits, and taxes. The most vocal of the participants, in between drags of his cigarette, was explaining to those who opposed the individual mandate that they should simply get involved and work to change the laws.
As if that wasn’t quite enough to indicate his willful indifference for any deeper issues (constitutional or otherwise), he then confidently proclaimed:
The majority wants it, and to a certain extent, the majority is always right.
I hadn’t previously agreed with every point this gentleman was making, but I was taken aback by this statement. I interjected something like, “Surely you don’t actually believe that. What about the tyranny of the majority?” Again, up to this point the conversation had seemed sane and intelligent enough, but I’m still in shock from what happened next.
He laughed, long and hard.
And he repeated (while laughing) “the tyranny of the majority,” making it clear he found the very concept laughable. Stunned, I asked him about the holocaust, then slavery, then how he’d feel if the Christian right (whom he’d previously expressed disdain for) was the majority.
I honestly am not even sure how he responded, as I was still completely dizzied by his bellowing laughter. Almost 24 hours later, I’m still confused. Regardless one’s opinion on the recent health care reform legislation, having such a romantic belief in (what amounts to) mob rule paired with the palpable and callous disregard for the rights of a minority population quite frankly terrifies me.