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More Thoughts on Control

Recently, there seems to be a recurring theme in several of the online fora I read–from blogs to mail lists to newsgroups–wherein someone in possession of unflattering private information about another person decides to share that knowledge publicly. I can only think of one purpose for doing so: it is a form of punishment. It’s a way for the aggressor–and it is an act of aggression–to get back at the aggressee by publicly humiliating her for being noncompliant.

On the surface, it may seem like a small thing–just one person getting a jab in at another’s expense. That’s the insidious beauty of it, though, because what lurks beneath is, I think, pretty heinous. The underlying motivation comes from the aggressor recognizing that he has lost control of the aggressee. Public shaming is then called upon to bring the wayward party to heel. Moreover, the aggressor can do this while presenting himself as the victim. Flawless victory! It’s perfect, because it not only allows the aggressor to bully himself back into a position of control, but it also dehumanizes and devalues the aggressee in the eyes of others.

Except that that’s not always the case. Sometimes, folks see through the ugly little charade, and when they do, the true aggressor and aggressee are pretty easy to identify.

Photography

Mammatus Clouds

Earlier this spring, we had a spectacular storm move through. It passed slowly, with lots and lots of lightning. I got a few pictures, but only one was half-way presentable.

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Storm with Lightning and Mammatus Clouds 31 March 2006, Owen County, Indiana

If you look really closely, you can see the bottom curves of mammatus clouds that formed on the back side of the storm. They’re visible as pillowy shapes descending from the mass of black across the top of the frame, backlit by the lightning strike.

The reason I’m reposting this image is that today’s Earth Science Picture of the Day is a photo of mammatus clouds, taken on the same day, of the same storm system, in Avon, Indiana. Avon is west of Indy, and north of where I live.

And, for anyone who wants to be ubergeeky, here’s a cloud identification atlas.