These past few weeks (or months), we’ve had to write an essay on The Scarlet Letter and conformity/nonconformity, if you so chose. Nonconformity, by Thoreau’s words, is the ability to live by your own rules and morals; to not follow society in any way, shape or form.
I’d been thinking about this over break and such, and one (very, VERY late) night I stumbled my way into a religious discussion. One of the things my friend said was that suppression is not a good thing. “Sooner or later, you’ll explode.” (It was said literally at the time.) But now, I can see it in a very figurative way.
This year, I had also been reflecting on my life. I had always been one of the “naughty,” “trouble-making” boys in school. Then I thought about how I had always been called to the vice principal’s office, about how he (or she) always tried to tell me not to do something because it was “wrong.” But then I thought about how all points above related–children get no choice in conformity. But that’s a lesser problem.
Children who are repressed in their behaviors are going to go “kablooey” later in life. My hyperactive behavior was obviously repressed and now I’m facing the repercussions, which are my being a “creep” and a “weirdo.” It’s no doubt that kids who were repressed have turned into rapists or “sex offenders,” as the euphemism goes.
But isn’t this the same thing?