Robert Pfaller talks about interpassive ‘delegated’ addiction: for instance, the alcoholic who stays dry but fills your glass. This could apply to hatred. One abstains from hate, apparently, but is addicted to the spectacle of others hating (and hating them privately, in one’s head). This is what he calls ‘fascination with others’ illusions’, and just this can be the world’s greatest pleasure.
Interpassive, non-relative, delegated hatred is indestructible. That is, it is shone through with open intelligence.
Addiction can therefore pass from a subjective, first-person variant to an objective, ‘angelic’ variant (‘hating on the haters’).
Angelicism is the question of true dryness, that is, of not hating on the haters and not making the enemy of your enemy your friend.
Downloading, taking notes, writing itself: these are all interpassive, objective, tertiary forms of addiction.
Angels and interpassives go together. I obsessively download and list things to read to defend against an actual hatred of reading i.e. a desire to not read, not write, and so on.
The most difficult thing is to abstain from an addiction to the illusion of the other, the fascination with others’ illusions: for example, the hooded online observer compulsively and repeatedly lifting the veil on the hypocrisy of catatonic leftism, or folding back the ironies of the ‘timeline’ into itself—tech’s notary.
If we are dealing with a hate incorporated, it’s most powerful form is this objective, delegated, tertiary form of addictogenesis: the obsession with others’ hatreds and illusions.
Pfaller therefore describes ‘the fact that the illusion of the other can become obsessive for precisely those who seem above it by virtue of “knowing better”’.
I am an interpassive: and yet also I find interpassivity productive. I am an interpassive, but I find the deliciousness of interpassivity suspicious and deeply annihilative.
Caviar-tier Schadenfreude deconstructs into radical irenics.