Zero Empathy

That's me apparently although I'd suggest that's not quite zero but pretty close.  It's not that I don't have feelings but I don't react the way people expect me to.

If someone dies here then I am sad about it but it doesn't really upset me.  I was sad that my dad had died and in the way he did and I had one night of watching a couple of films and having a scotch or three and that was it really.  I had to tell the girls and it was my birthday the next day and so I had to be OK for that.  We raised a glass for dad and then it was pretty much business as usual.  By that I mean, I went up and spent a week with my mum sorting out all the arrangements and wrote the eulogy, argued with my brother who wanted a Requiem Mass type funeral when my father was at best tolerant of religion.  I needed to explain that it wasn't his funeral (or his guilt in reality) but our dad's funeral and he would want anything fussy and certainly not all this religious guff my brother wanted.  He can have that for his own funeral.

I don't have much empathy with politicians (as you know) and my fellow creatures here in the UK seem to be posting drivel again and sympathising with those being deported from the US and so on.  I doubt they get their news from anywhere other than the Guardian or the BBC to post such trite stuff so they don't get the time of day either.

Stuff 3,000 miles away might be shocking to these people but they don't appear shocked by the goings on in our own country and are deranged when it comes to Trump and do not appear to actually investigate what is actually going on and what mandate he has.  We have a Dalek in charge here who does nothing other than p1ss me off every time he or his robot ministers speak.  They think that by saying something, it automatically happens somehow, by magic perhaps?  We should perhaps be worried about our own predicament first  rather than the land of the free 3,000 miles away from us.  So once again, zero empathy , some incredulity and some anger but I don't care what happens to them.

Back to death and I see that making objects out of the clothes of your dead relative is a thing?  So you hand over some stuff and they make a teddy bear or some such thing.  I have a small handful of things that were my father's and a few things from my grandparents.  Other than that, I don't have my children's baby shoes, first toys or any such thing.  What's the point?  They go in a shoe box, get put in a cupboard and forgotten about and when you die someone clearing out your cupboard throws them away unless maybe it's your kids and they keep them LOL.

INTJs are built differently and so whilst there is some emotion it quickly gives way to ongoing practicality and just getting on with your own life.  2025 has been bad so far with three deaths in three weeks.  It's the time of year of course and the older you get the more these appear closer to you.