You Have No Right to Privacy

In college, I had to read a book called The Social Construction of Reality, a seminal text in the field of sociology.

The basic premise of the book is that reality isn’t an absolute, but rather the end accumulation of a society’s knowledge, beliefs, and choices. The beliefs of a culture become so ingrained that we begin to take them as truths — this is the social construction of reality.

One case in point is the right to privacy. Privacy is a human construct, not an inalienable right.

There was a time when there was no such thing as privacy. We lived in villages without expectation of personal space, without secrets and without shame.

We invented clothes. Just as we invented walls, doors, and hallways. We invented personal property and then we invented locks. We’ve found ways to close ourselves off, to guard our thoughts, our bodies, and our property.

Maybe it doesn’t have to be that way. When you love someone — when you choose them as your mate — typically you let privacy drop way.

Think of the things we say:

What’s mine is yours.

I have no secrets from you.

I want to share our innermost fears and desires.

It’s been said that love is answer and maybe it is — and maybe our expectation of and need for privacy is what is getting in the way.

Try admitting something you’ve kept secret. Give away or share something you find precious. Do this and you may find that what you thought you were protecting was really holding you back.

 
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