Way to Go, Mr. Microphone...
...Show Us All What You Don't Know.
That Tori Amos line fits so well with how I'm feeling about the world today. By this time in the election cycle, I usually have my head stuck far into the sand and this year is no exception. So many people feel the need to hop in front of their own little microphones (social media) and blab their faces off, most times brazenly revealing that they don't know shit. I see so much misinformation, carefully camouflaged bigotry and straight up meanness spread all over Twitter, Facebook and the media itself. Much of the rhetoric scares me. So much animosity and celebrating at others' painful downfalls. At times, it makes me feel like I really don't know people the way I think I do.
I wonder. What would happen if people like me, who turn tail and run at the first sign of political bloviating, tried to engage? I'm not advocating jumping into the fray and starting a discussion with said bloviator because let's be real, the person who is okay with spouting their hardened political opinions out in the open is not the person who's looking to hear your differing opinion and empathize with you. But what if we all just took a breath, repeated "agree to disagree" like a mantra and blessed those in our path.
I'm not shooting to change minds here, what I'm talking about is acceptance and respect. I would feel a hell of a lot better this time of year if I didn't feel so much ire and condescension from those who oppose my viewpoints. I would feel better if I was met with respect and this sense of "agreeing to disagree". For me, if I can truly channel a feeling of respect for all those I meet, despite at times vehemently disagreeing with their beliefs, I'll feel like I've accomplished something at the end of the day. And who knows, maybe it will be enough to allow me to pull my head out of the sand before next Tuesday.