The Absurdity of Sisyphus

 

The Absurdity of Sisyphus

by Mono Digest

..I was perplexed when Raymond, a former classmate, brutally murdered a stranger

The time machine is an obsession with nostalgia and a bending cure for melancholia, both conditions of which provide errors of judgement. In Albert Camus’ The myth of Sisyphus, the reader is introduced to the absurd and how mortals cease to accept the common phenom that epitomizes an untouchable force of nature. Coincidence is a myth, unproven and hence unaccepted by masses. So naturally, I was perplexed when Raymond, a former classmate, brutally murdered a stranger.  

Analysis by practitioners discovered that Raymond, a youth of taciturn disposition, had perverse thoughts about women since the age of eleven and that at age twenty, his fantasies had intensified under severe stress from compulsory service to the military. Raymond was an acquaintance at the ages of fifteen and sixteen, a time when he had already developed distorted thought processes. As an immature bystander to Raymond’s attendance in school, I was filled with immense distress when the floodgates of my memory banks flushed by.

If the doctor’s diagnosis suggested that stress had pushed Raymond over the edge, the ages of eleven to twenty spanned nine years of accumulated inner tensions. In class, he was mocked for his looks, tormented physically and verbally in my rather prim and proper alma mater. It takes more than a herculean mentality to endure scornful reception to the image that one is subjected to at birth, but Raymond ached in silence and to my frail memory, he never uttered a word of retaliation. 

It was painful to exist as Raymond. He was not devoid of a voice but rather of anyone who cared, therefore, it is equally as heart wrenching to be in the possession of a deafening recollection. Albert Camus proposed a consideration for the absurd; in The Myth of Sisyphus, he expounded the diverse notions of cause and effect. Using the suicide of a man as an example, Camus suggested that the depressed individual might not have acted on a whim due to his depressive condition but rather, a trivial encounter with rudeness might have caused the individual to be void of hope. With Camus’ postulation, I wondered if Raymond had more appealing features that granted him normality amongst his peers, would he have morphed into a potential murderer? It is a contemptuous and absurd question no doubt, but the present circumstances doesn’t elude absurdity.  

The coincidences that beset Raymond had mapped out its destiny charts; a coincidence in unappealing looks had resulted in repulsive bullying and the role of a compulsory national service was set in stone, exerting on the valve of Raymond’s need to relieve the proliferating pressures on his fantasies. This thought process had not yet taken into account, the unfathomable troubled childhood that Raymond might have endured. Of course, all of the considerations are pure presumptions. 

It would not be farfetched to lump mortals of perverse wrongdoings as descendants of demons who were made to bring hell on earth. After all, if no definite explanation exists to answer the escalation of absurd events, a supernatural response can bring relief. If we allow ourselves to consider Camus’ notions of cause and effect, we would understand the mortality of wrongdoers, that they had to crawl before they would learn to walk, that they needed to think before they could act, and that thought pollution might have taken place at a certain age span. 

Consequently, in the short span of mankind, it has proved evidently that innocents pay for the corrupted fantasies of men, so did the victim in Raymond’s deed. Hitler, Stalin, Escobar, to name a few extremes, depict the essence of evil, thus if a time machine exists, it would be considered public service to execute them. Not many would have the patience to consider the absurd, that is the possibility to lead the evil towards a probable purity. 

After a state of tranquil contemplation, where nonsensical time machines and presumptions aren’t involved, we are likely to be left with the state of present. And at the state of present, where the tiniest enigma of control can be executed, one has the choice to react with dignity. The absurdity of result in each other’s destiny are accumulated by decision making that one chooses to partake in. If one makes the choice to react appropriately with the utmost considerations for others, the tiniest positivity might be enough to sustain the flame of humanity in us.

 
Mono Digest