In a multicultural society that continues to fragment by the day, using words like “evil” and “wrong” (or any of the equivalents they proxy in when one grows old and the people’s ears become numb to them) become less and less convincing. After all, multiculturalism is by definition moral relativism, and because we humans deeply desire order and security, we inevitably tribalise by some standards or others, and in-so-doing secure a likelier future for our genes through our progeny.
“I’m a(n) ________ (insert ideology) because it’s right to ________ and wrong to ____________ so there,” is rhetoric in its most base form. It signifies nothing specific, nor does it make any truth claim; merely implies a whole subculture of thought and tradition by the invocation of the movement’s name. It is merely a declaration of tribal affiliation. But it’s adequate really, because it’s how most people think and always will be, in some iterative form. At least we could try to be honest about such motives, instead of pretending them away with contrived moralisms wielded as weapons of guilt only against our neighbouring tribes and never our own.
I like it better when people are simply honest about their rational self-interest. That’s the real pragmatism.
“I advocate these actions because they will serve me, my family, my people/community (and/or my country). Can’t help everyone.” That kind of view to me is sublimely rational and devoid of any need for moral justification because it’s an amoral and entirely true statement.
And this is how everyday working class folks tend to think. The ones who grow the food and drive the trucks. We ought not overlook them; we do so at our peril.