On Reasoning Over Reason Itself: In Hannah Arendt’s Eichmann in Jerusalem (A Report on the Banality of Evil)

On Reasoning Over Reason Itself: In Hannah Arendt’s Eichmann in Jerusalem (A Report on the Banality of Evil)

The degree to which the phrase — “Incredibly Complicated Machine of Destruction” — taken from the book Eichmann in Jerusalem, written by Hannah Arendt, regards itself as a disorder that has the power to make one blind and indifferent. But the indifference is not as unsettling as the idea of relentless and unquestionable manipulation over reasoning.

Can something be used against an entity to such an extent that it only conspires to serve its purpose? And that its (which is the elimination of culture itself) destruction may become admirable and second-nature? That a human being is capable of allowing such deception by means of metaphysical and supposedly superior objectives to drive one toward their own inevitable and ironic destruction.

What I’m trying to illustrate here is the birthplace of a disorder so transparent, yet forsaken that it imprisons itself. And with it all of human life.

When I read the words “incredibly complicated machine of destruction,” which, in the book, is written to portray the mannerism of the Nazi Germans who availed themselves to different chains of commands and leadership groups toward the killing of Jews — I couldn’t help but write about it. Not about the book or what that statement means in connection to it, but about the psychology of manipulated reasoning toward ideas and actions that overshadow, and ultimately, destroy physical consequences.

If I concentrate my attention on the psychology behind such undeviating and wistful manipulation, I think about the impact of our intuition on the human condition, which is personality itself. It feels as though a privilege to be able to speak the uncomfortable truth about ourselves without having to conform our truths to all others.

If we’re in the territory of doubt and fear, is it that obvious that we must get out of it? And if not then try to sublimate it? This brings up a flood of questions that counter faith, purpose, and meaning. Mind you, in a circumstance as vulnerable as this, purpose and meaning do not share the same definition.

Coming back to my point, if intuition is the spine to all our told and untold emotions and experiences, how can we, warped and conscious, trust it?

It’s because we don’t that we’ve become our own incredibly complicated system. But not of destruction, but of survival, awakening, and nurturing.

Humans have conspired a highly distinguished system of constant reasoning and systematic interpretation that in layman’s terms is famous as “personality.”

It’s an ocean of our time. An understanding of human nature. And a poetic and vexing ode to our own reflections.

So, when I talk about an incredibly complicated machine of destruction, I’m reminded of one that had originated long before that of anti-Semites and the Nazi regime, which through consequential control and egotistic alienation has become its own childbirth. And that is what crowns itself the badge of destiny, which millions have fallen prey to.