The discussion related to the publication of a new Jordan Peterson book at his publishing house turns into a pathetic cry fest of predictable virtue signalling. Thankfully, our skeptical doctor is here with a box of tissues and some badly needed wisdom to straighten the whole absurd and phony mess out.
Such fragility is now to be expected, however, because crying at the first opportunity is the new heroism. To display one’s vulnerability to all and sundry is a manifestation of emotional authenticity, to hold anything inward a form of deceit and betrayal of the self. A cycle of competitive vulnerability is set up; the person who can withstand the least is now the strongest, and certainly the most moral.