I Read Jordan Peterson…and I Liked It

My Jordan Peterson posts are wildly popular in Canada. In fact, I suspect that most of those views are from Peterson himself.

But I’ve decided to reassess the man.

After purchasing and the book 12 Rules for Life: An Antidote to Chaos, I was delightfully enlightened. Let me share a few a few of my thoughts:

Upon rumination on the developmental aspect of sociatal matrixes and matriculation of identity valuations, I was troubled by the irregularities of disingenuous ideations. How were such conceptions reconciliable? Peterson posits that we should desire friends that “want what’s best for us”. In my estimation, there simply wasn’t an alternative to this maxim.

Additionally, under the subtext of confidence restoration, we’ve found a devaluation of masculine dissonance. Such unorthodox values have initiated a “subterfuge of disinformation”, if you will. Peterson’s remedy is to seemingly “pet every cat you come across on the street”. This ingenious method catharsis via feline caressing could not be more eloquently stated.

However, I was confounded by the nuanced gentrification of ethnographic statism. Peterson’s insight as a psychologist was extraordinarily helpful in this regard. His intelligence cannot be understated in these sections.

But the question that permeates the book is: how can one exist in a world without meaning?

It’s a delicate question, and one that cannot be understood without some understanding of Peterson’s epistemological and scatological references: to know is to believe, and to believe is to understand. Of course, philosophical disillusionment leads one to a skeptical inquiry regarding such pretensions. Nevertheless, the current age requires a degree of “attachment” to established orthodoxies. Knowledge as a process-based system is the foundation of Peterson’s methodology.

This is apparent to any reader of Peterson.

Yet Peterson prompts us to remain critical of any antithesis of non-empirical modes of inquiry. “It took untold generations to get to where you are”, he tells us, “a little gratitude might be in order”. It would be prudent to heed to such warnings.

Generational alienation is the undoing of many social matrixes. To avoid becoming an “alliance of cuckolds” (to echo Peterson), we must learn to value not only ourselves, but our internal mechanisms of respect as well. Our postmodern structures of development are factually insufficient to derive meaning.

Now I could heap praise onto the man all day. But if you’re going to read anything , 12 Rules For Life definitely won’t be the most nonsensical thing you’ll read today.

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