by Yours Truly
I have no striking memories of this article, only that it is like many of my other ranting diatribes. It was marketed for a LinkedIn audience that I was clearly growing tired of. Although I did have many great friends and connections on that platform, the general fatigue of social media had already set in. Covid, politics, civil unrest, and many other topics dominated the feed – and with it came an abundance of ignorant statements, theories and memes. I was fed up. At this point I was the one Looking Inward… perhaps for a reason to stay, or perhaps for a reason to go…
Do I have anything nice to say? That is the question. Over the past several months, we've all been through quite a bit. In one way or another, Covid has changed our lives. It has changed our hearts, our minds and our sentiments. Our society is not the same as it was when we woke up on January 1st, 2020. What we likely anticipated was nothing less than another year filled with summer cookouts and lovely holidays – the usual warmth, kindness, and laughter we have come to expect with the changing seasons.
It was so easy to predict the predictable... the standard yearly traditions handed down from birth. Work hard, live easy, stick together. Piece of cake. But that didn't happen. Somewhere on our journey the road shifted. The clouds grew dark and the virus spread. With that came paranoia, anxiety and an unwillingness to listen. We lost our voice in the plague. We lost our sense of decency and our upstanding moral compass. We let politicians and corrupt media entities dictate our behavior. They stole our sense of security and traded it for cheap ratings and soundbites.
It's been difficult, no doubt, and chaos seems to remain the status quo... but this is not what I want to focus on. I could spend hours picking apart these unraveling social disasters. I could spend hours pointing fingers, running my mouth, blaming my neighbor, blaming Trump or Biden. On and on we go – a dog chasing it's own tail... But not today. I've been there, done that, and I'm bloody tired of it. Anyone who wants a good dose of negativity need only turn on their televisions or tap into their social media feeds. It's always there... simmering... a boiling cauldron of noise and fury... a spiritual cancer depriving us of oxygen and joy.
Everyone is so angry. Everyone wants answers. Everyone claims to know the truth... Yet no one is willing to give an inch in their stubborn world view. Who am I to lecture? Nobody. I do the same damn thing every single day. I put my dirty little fingerprints all over the map – a snarky comment here, a bloated opinion there. I have no shortage of quips or rusty darts to throw in the face of society... But what does that accomplish? What does that make me? A better human being? A righteous fool? Neither... It makes me a hypocrite.
See... Now that wasn't so hard to admit. I just pulled my mask off, if not for just a brief moment. Again, none of this is why I am writing. I get sucked into the social whirlpool just like each and every one of you. It's easy to do. We're human. We have deep feelings and emotions on a wide variety of subjects. It doesn't mean we are evil or malicious. It doesn't mean we are programmed one way or another. It simply means that we need to take a moment to pause and think about what our words really mean... what our actions really represent.
The fact of the matter is that there are some really special people out there who refuse to immerse themselves in the sludge. They do not engage in the negative keyboard combat that has slowly infected our principles or human behavior. In fact, I'm a little jealous of them. They have nothing but kindness in their hearts, and perhaps for the rest of us, it can be a little intimidating to know someone with that kind of power – the power to sidestep cruelty, to resist temptation, to avoid arguments and trolling. It's truly impressive.
I'm not going to name names, only to suggest that I know you folks are there. I have great respect and appreciation for you. Your willpower and compassion are the only things that keep us grounded. You bring a small beacon of light into the raging storm. If only we could harness the power of that gentle nature, the dignity and grace... perhaps then we could all coexist without cutting each other down in the shadows. It's a dream worth dreaming, but until we can manage our emotions in a much more positive capacity, you must not allow that special light to grow dim. We all need it now more than ever...
Kindest blessings to all. Please be good to each other. 🙏