Nonfiction

The Thing About Power

by Claudia Cunningham

The Practical Vampire Slayer

Whether they come in the shape of controlling ex-husbands, interfering relatives, backbiting coworkers, or just our habitually critical friends, most of us have a pretty good idea of who the “vampires” in our lives are. The trouble is, almost none of us know the vampire rules. Here's an important one to remember.

The Thing About Power

“… you know what we have to contend against; but we, too, are not without strength.”
— Abraham Van Helsing, from Bram Stoker's Dracula

I think that many of us, especially when we've been hosting a vampire for a while, can get all mixed up about this business of power and who's got it. It is not my wish to hurt anyone's feelings, of course, but I do feel the need to point out here that when a vampire has been draining us for weeks or months or even years, we are not necessarily at top of what you'd call our ‘mental game,’ and are therefore susceptible to all sorts of silly ideas.

One silly idea that most of us are exposed to with perfect regularity and considerable force is this notion that our vampires somehow have all the power, and that we don't have any. Isn't that always the way with vampires? It's like they have this mantra they have to keep constantly repeating about how important and wise and superior they are, and how trivial and dopey and second-rate we are.

They can be downright discouraging…

“Look and see me, puny man… see the great creature of the night whom you would slay with your miserable little stick.”
— Barlow, the Master Vampire, from Stephen King's Salem's Lot

… and have been known to get fairly personal, too…

“Your impotent men with their foolish spells cannot protect you from my power.”
— Dracula, from Bram Stoker's Dracula

… but can always be depended upon to remind us…

“You need me.”
— Spike, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season 6

Well, you know how it goes—if we hear a thing often enough, we start believing it ourselves.

Vampires, like any good promotional people, understand the value of frequent repetition. This explains why most of them are faithful to a regular schedule of condescending remarks to us. As hosts we routinely get an earful of our vampire's comprehensive criticism whether (as the saying goes) “we need it or not.” Their lies and exaggerations are precisely tailored to fit our own fears and doubts about ourselves and are in fact custom-made for us.

A few that were, at one time, made to order for me:

“You've never finished anything in your life—why bother going to school now?”
“All you ever do is sit around all day!”
“Where are you going to go? You can't support yourself!“
And my personal favorite,
“If you ever want to get a nose job, I'll pay for it!“

Now that one was confusing. I mean—it kind of sounded like my vampire was trying to be thoughtful or helpful… only, you know… in a totally psychotic and insulting way. But, of course, my vampire already knew I was sensitive about that—that it was an area of my self-image that could be bled with a minimum of effort.

Keeping the host isolated is another important vampire strategy. The last thing a vampire wants is for its host to be exposed to any untoward affection, strength, or (worst of all) “confidence builders,” that might accidentally be absorbed by the host should they be allowed to engage in relationships with others. For vampires, there must be no dissolution of the message; their evaluation of us is the one that counts, and only theirs.

It is interesting, too, that for all of the apparently serious flaws that vampires seem to find in us, they will never, ever suggest professional help or “outside” help of any kind to “fix” us. As a matter of fact, they are always careful to remind us that what goes on between them and us is private and that absolutely no one else must know about it. No sharing, no second-opinions, no way. “This is nobody's business but ours,” they'll explain. “It's a family matter,” they'll say.

This practice of destroying self-worth by privately and systematically taking blood from our areas of “thinnest skin” serves the vampire in at least two ways that I can think of, since it

  1. Reinforces in us the necessary belief that we, as hosts, deserve nothing better than our dismal and thankless occupations as vampire chow, and
  2. Serves as a reminder to us that only they have the needed expertise to appraise our lives and that our opinions don't actually count.

As hosts of these often-persuasive vampires, it seems that we've surrendered our prerogative; the days of making our own decisions and evaluating our own lives seem to be far behind us—like a dream we can barely remember.

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