Or should they be rated?
Will committing just the lesser ones get you at least a little hand held fan when you go to hell?
I see pride in a number of different ways. I get how it became one of the seven deadlies. Being humble is a good thing. Practicing humility is admirable. Pride gets in the way of that.
Is pride all that bad?
Pride can work against us in a lot of ways.
I’m not going to the gym until I lose a little more weight. Fuck that. I will NOT be the slowest person on the treadmills.
If your pride is keeping you from improving yourself, then it’s time to re-examine your pride. And really, that kind of pride might not be sisters with shame, but it is at least inappropriately behaving cousins with shame. Trust me, as someone who has dealt with shame on a professional level, that kind of pride is not your friend. As Marcellus Wallace says “Fuck pride”.
What about the kind of pride where people have a burning desire for you to admire their impressive and expensive toys?
Look at it. Look at it. LOOK AT IT! TELL ME HOW WONDERFUL I AM!
I heard stories from a former boss about how he owned his first Rolls Royce by age 21. I heard about his sailboats and his RV that was worth 3 times more than my house. I got to hear about the racehorse he wanted to buy.
It’s hard to listen to that bullshit on a regular basis and not start making gagging noises.
I’m pretty sure if we could look behind that pride we would encounter a deep, black cavern that cannot be filled. Not all the cars or designer labels or diamonds made could fill that cavern. That cavern can’t be filled with things. Something else is missing.
But that sure as hell doesn’t stop people from trying. I am not excluding myself. I am guilty in indulging in retail therapy. I can’t remember a single time where that cheered me up longer than a few minutes. Also, the remorse of spending money foolishly lasted longer than the fleeting cheery moment.
But what about pride you feel about your kids or grand kids? How about the pride you feel when you finally slip into that smaller size of jeans? Or the pride you feel when you get promoted, or land a job you want? How is that bad? How can that be a sin?
Fucking hell, I so rarely feel proud of myself that I really don’t want to be told it’s a bad thing if I do. I think we all deserve some pride. We can be proud of ourselves. We can be proud of others.
Okay..that’s it. I am officially repealing pride as one of the seven deadly sins. We will need to replace it with something else. The Six Deadly Sins just doesn’t work. We need seven.
I think we should replace pride with double dipping in the chip dip. Although, that’s more than one word. I believe the seven deadly sins have to have one name. Like Madonna or Cher.
Give me some nominations.
And tell me something you are proud of.