Memoir Retirement

Where Doth Pride Go?

There’s a biblical proverb reference we’ve all heard and that is often quoted as “Pride goeth before a fall” or more fully, “Pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall” (Proverbs 16:18). It’s a timeless warning about how arrogance and overconfidence can lead to one’s downfall. When people become too proud or self-assured, they often stop being cautious, stop listening to advice, or overestimate their abilities – which sets them up for failure or humiliation.

The seven deadly sins are a classification of vices in Christian theology, particularly in Catholic tradition. They’re called “deadly” or “cardinal” because they’re considered the root of other sins and moral failings. The word “cardinal” comes from the Latin cardo, meaning “hinge” – like a door hinge. These sins are called “cardinal” because they’re seen as the hinge or pivot point from which other sins swing open. They’re the root causes, the fundamental vices that lead to other moral failings. The religious meaning and the colloquial meaning of a “cardinal” sin overlap – both refer to something fundamentally wrong or a serious breach of core values. Pride is fascinating because it’s paradoxical – there’s healthy pride (self-respect, satisfaction in accomplishments) and the destructive kind that’s considered sinful. The deadly sin version is about hubris, which is an inflated sense of self-importance that disconnects you from reality and other people. It manifests itself as things like refusing to admit mistakes or learn from others, viewing yourself as superior or entitled, being unable to accept criticism. needing constant validation or attention and dismissing anyone who challenges you. Pride is often called the “first” or “greatest” sin because it’s what caused Lucifer’s fall in Christian theology – he wanted to be equal to God. It’s also considered the root of other sins: envy comes from wounded pride, wrath from threatened pride, and so on.

The seven deadly sins, as you will recall, are Pride, Greed (or avarice), Lust, Envy, Gluttony, Wrath (or anger), and, my personal favorite….Sloth (laziness, apathy, or failure to act responsibly). This delineation of sin was popularized in the Middle Ages and has had enormous cultural influence beyond religious contexts. These appear in literature, art (like Dante’s Inferno), film (The Da Vinci Code and Seven), and psychology. They’re often contrasted with the seven heavenly virtues, the positive counterparts to the seven deadly sins – they’re the qualities that combat or oppose each sin. They are Humility, Charity, Chastity, Kindness (or gratitude), Temperance (or moderation), Patience (or forgiveness), and Diligence (hard work, responsibility, perseverance, care in your duties). These virtues became formalized in Christian theology as the path to moral living and spiritual health. The idea is that actively cultivating these qualities doesn’t just avoid sin… it builds character and leads to a flourishing life. Interestingly, they map almost perfectly as direct antidotes to the sins, showing how medieval theologians thought about moral development as replacing vice with virtue. They’ve influenced Western culture (at least until Donald Trump came on the scene) far beyond religion and are still broadly seen as admirable traits in most ethical frameworks.

But back to Pride. The danger is that pride blinds you to your own limitations and vulnerabilities. It’s the setup for “the fall” mentioned earlier – when reality inevitably crashes through that inflated self-image. But here’s the tricky part… our culture often celebrates confidence, ambition, and self-promotion. The line between healthy self-esteem and destructive pride isn’t always clear. The difference might be whether you can still see yourself clearly, admit when you’re wrong, and genuinely value others. Self-esteem is about having a realistic, grounded sense of your own worth. It means recognizing your strengths and weaknesses, valuing yourself without needing to be better than others, and being open to growth. It’s internal and stable – it doesn’t require constant external validation or comparison. Pride, on the other hand, (at least the destructive kind) needs an audience and a hierarchy. It’s comparative – you’re not just good, you’re better than others. It’s fragile, requiring constant defense and validation. It can’t tolerate being wrong or appearing weak. The confusing part is that both can look similar from the outside – both involve confidence. But the internal experience is different. Self-esteem is quiet and secure. Pride is loud and defensive.

I have both a lot of pride and yet, I think, a good deal of realistic relativity attached to it. I am proud of my educational background and my academic credentials as an ex-Clinical Professor. But I don’t kid myself about being so very smart relative to lots and lots of people. I will cop to being only a tad above average, but hardly the smartest or most accomplished guy or gal in the room. Many friends of mine have far better educational backgrounds and certainly did much better than me in school. I am proud of my career and the trajectory it took. I achieved much more than many equally capable people, both my luck and by determination and hard work. I will NEVER ignore the value of luck in the equation and I easily find lots and lots of people who succeeded as much or more than I did. Some of them were even protégés of mine who went on to far greater glory. That not only never bothered me, it actually was an additional source of pride for me…in a fatherly sort of way. And in my personal life, I am confident with the life I have created for myself and those I love and feel particularly blessed to have such a loving coterie of family and friends around me. I do not harbor any sense that any of these things I am proud of are better or greater than what others have created for themselves. In fact, I am largely devoid of envy on most (not all…but most) of those things. And the interesting thing is that the older I get and the more retired I get, the less prideful I seem to get. I’m not sure people who knew me back in my heyday would have listed humility as one of my traits, but I have spent a lot of time lately thinking about humility and how that trait relates to pride in both good and less good ways.

Historically, retirement was simply about stopping work when your body gave out. The concept of “retirement” as we know it is relatively modern – it became common in the 20th century when life expectancy increased and social safety nets emerged. I am always reminded that in 1945 the average life expectancy of an American male was 63 years…and retirement age was 65. To me, that tells the whole story since today the Social Security Administration defines retirement age as 67 while the average male life expectancy in the U.S. is 74, with upper-middle-class life expectancy over 85….that’s a lot of retirement. The traditional view is that retirement is the reward for decades of work – time to rest, relax, and enjoy life without obligations. You’ve earned it. But that raises deeper questions. If retirement is just “not working,” what is it for? Endless leisure can feel empty pretty quickly. Many retirees struggle with loss of purpose, identity, and structure. Perhaps the more meaningful purposes might be things like freedom to choose – getting to choose what matters to you rather than what pays the bills. Some people work harder in retirement than before, just on things they actually care about. Sometimes its a time for deferred dreams – travel, hobbies, creative pursuits, learning things you never had time for. Relationships and community absorb some, investing in family, friendships, mentoring and volunteering, building the human connections that work often crowds out. THere’s room for self-discovery, perhaps finally having space to figure out who you are beyond your job title and obligations. The challenge for many people who retire from something (their job) is to move on to retiring to something (a new purpose). That’s how you prevent retirement from feeling like drifting or waiting to die, which is pretty bleak.

So where doth pride go? It shouldn’t go anywhere because you need it for your new purpose…just make sure its the right kind of pride.