“I try not to ascribe motivations to people,” my brother said to me. It tried to go past me, the nonjudgmentalism of his reticence. Quiet responses often do.
I love to attribute motive, quickly, with not much information — many of us do.
“We don’t know what they are thinking,” our realtor said to my wife and I. Our realtor was talking about the buyer we were trying to sell our house to. Our realtor was right. We didn’t know the buyers frame of mind. We didn’t know his aesthetic, his price point, his cash on hand, his shopping culture, his end game.
I’ve heard this a lot lately, people admitting what they don’t know about other people.
“We don’t know his people skills.”
“We don’t know what triggered this.”
“We don’t know why she did that.”
The truth is, when it comes to each other we are often in the dark, and the light we shine on each other with our “take,” our sense of them, our labels — these often miss the mark.
“Oh, yeah, she is a conservative,” someone says, as if that explains her.
“He’s left wing, she’s hurt, he’s an addict, she’s stuck, he’s jealous, she’s angry” — we just can’t stop assigning motives, explain away each other, attaching labels, as if then we have them, in our grasp, “the little rats,” and can disagree with them, or fight them, or dismiss them.
Am I saying we shouldn’t?
I’m saying we do, a lot.
We judge — even if we are told not to. And there is not much hope for us not judging.
It’s just that we might do well to realize that figuring someone out isn’t the same as assigning a label, and it is often much more complicated than their one “screwed up” thing. Motives are complicated, even sometimes contradictory. Motives are convoluted, multi-pronged, obfuscated by so much smoke, so many mirrors.
Perhaps it would help to just work on figuring ourselves out, or at least leave the “helping” or figuring out others to doctors and professional therapists. Perhaps it would help me, and most of us really, to simply turn more away from critiquing others and focus on our own motives, spend time on our own confabulations. This is probably the only route to real change — when change is needed — the intimate, personal “Aha,” the “Wow, so that’s going on with me,” some interior, existential epiphany that is so needed.
“What’s driving me?” or “Why did I do that?” or “What am I getting out of this?” — these are good questions and figuring such things out can be quite empowering and healing. And understanding ourselves better can point toward some new stuff, new adventures and even perhaps new and better understandings of others.
But assigning motives to others, I’d personally like to move away from that more and more.
I’ve been learning from some of my trusted friends that attributing motives to others — that is a bit of a fool’s errand.
Good word! I am often guilty of this.