Following on from Feeling Grumpy maybe I’m just becoming a cranky old woman…
Recently I’ve found myself becoming irritated with the whinging that seems to engulf every situation and conversation. Housing prices are too high, now they’re crashing. Panic! Embedded and amplified by the way our media now reports. All the natural disasters, diseases, wars, there’s certainly lots to worry about but no matter what is done it feels like a journalist or influencer will find and amplify the people who are unhappiest even when they’re the most privileged. News reporting is often supporting unrealistic expectations about what is possible when a tragic situation occurs.
Now don’t get me wrong, I love a good whinge and can complain enough to win a national championship but I’ve also become more curious about this phenomenon. Is this a universal human quality or is it uniquely Australian and one of the qualities that demonstrates ‘good Australian values’. Those that say migrants to this country need to hold to ‘good Australian values’ are they talking about the ability to whinge? Is being grateful to be here, anti Australian? Does this need to be included in the application for immigration? How did the phrase ‘whinging poms’ come about. Does our skill at whinging link us to our British foundations or is it a universal human quality. Did our indigenous people whinge before they were invaded? Interestingly, after I started writing this blog Insight on SBS did a program on whinging – I’m obviously not the only one noticing this common phenomenon. One point that was made is that it is a way of connecting, often a whinge, especially if it’s shared, is a way of connecting to another.
Since I’ve been thinking about this I have been startled to realise how automatically a whinge comes out of my mouth. We need the rain, happy for it to rain but not during my beach walking times. Even my little welsh terrier who has a coat made for Wales not Australia manages to whinge when caught out and forced to walk, usually home, in the rain. She looks at me as if I have somehow intentionally done this to personally inflict misery on her. Maybe this is a clue to the function of whinging.
This takes me back to an old family therapy concept developed by the Mental Research Institute (MRI) group and the book co written by Paul Watzlawick, John Weaklan and Richard Fisch in 1974 called Change : Principles of Problem Formation and Problem Resolution. One of their hypotheses about the development of human distress was what they called the Utopia Syndrome, I loved and still love this concept. The idea that there is a perfect world out there somewhere, we just have to find it and if you can’t find it or create it – it’s yours or someone else’s fault. If someone carries an embedded belief of their failings being of their own making, it’s fodder for depression. Or conversely a person believe that someone else is responsible for their unhappiness it becomes the fuel for hate. A Utopian view can be the source for endless powerless whinging. In the extreme this slides into hatred directed at either ourselves, or others, or both. The premise that a perfect world is not possible is never questioned.
Walt Disney successfully marketed the ‘happily ever after’ Utopian ideal to the world. Obviously we all loved it and still must because the Disney legacy continues to be exported to the world. It’s such a lovely concept that one day you’ll have a perfect life and all problems will stop.
Full Stop!
I think this is where the problem lies. The Full Stop. Of course at some level we all know this isn’t possible. But if we believe a problem free life is the ‘right way’ then every time something goes wrong what explanation can we give? What meaning do we give to the contrast between a happy life moment and something going wrong?
The MRI group thought many of our problems are built on the belief that a Utopian world is actually possible. That we never question this hypothesis but continue inventing, striving and blaming ourselves or others when it doesn’t materialise or if it does it was only fleeting before a problem emerged
In order to counter this we have all sorts of crazy beliefs like don’t enjoy yourself too much because you’re inviting trouble or I knew something would go wrong because things were going so well. We put these things together and find it hard to hold onto we will have good times and bad times – they’re not linked. It’s just the ebb and flow of life. This need to give meaning to adversity is not always helpful, especially if it stops a person enjoying a moment because of the worry of what will most certainly come. Trouble will come, not because you’ve been having a wonderful time but because that is life. Holding onto this knowing that there is no link between something bad happening as direct result of enjoying something too much can help us stay in the moment, good and bad. It helps us resist the temptation to superstitious thinking that either you or someone else has done something to create the problem almost like a form of punishment.
I’m not suggesting that means you ignore your part in creating a problem. It’s taking time to think about what one can or can’t do to influence a particular situation. We all know that you can increase the probability of having your car break down if don’t you attend to the signals it gives when something needs attention. This is true of so many aspects of life whether that is domestic violence or a leaking tap.
The MRI group also described a phenomenon they called Negative Utopian. A belief that you are inherently doomed and nothing can help you. Consequently opportunities are missed for fixing or reducing a problematic situation because what’s the point we’re all doomed. The positive Utopian can also miss opportunities through a it’d will be fine, or there is a solution to everything – AI is probably being promoted as a Utopian solution to I’m not quite sure what… But we’re all learning that it needs very specific instructions to be useful.
Maybe whinging is like an insurance policy about getting too buoyant about life, insulating us from inevitable difficult or disastrous times. In Melbourne we are lucky in the sense our unpredictable weather gives us an ongoing source for whinging. What I worry about with ongoing whinging is that it can validate a belief that we are hard done by. This in turn can be amplified by extremists of any ilk….






















