Things I Think
I’m used to getting beat on by the political right, but this weekend the political left matched any whipping I’ve ever received form across the aisle.
For those of you that missed it, I made a comment on Facebook where I said that the now famous clock that a Muslim student made looked like a bomb to me and that precautions should have been taken to assure that it wasn’t.
I didn’t defend the actions taken beyond that…I think we all agree that those are open to scrutiny.
For this statement I was accused of racism by multiple people, none of which have ever met me or know much about me beyond the fact that I supported putting the safety of children in a school above all else.
My character and intelligence were trashed and a demonic caricature was created and named after me.
There was no discussion, no middle ground, no nuance of thought allowed.
You were either a wonderful progressive opposed to oppression or you were a damned racist trying to crush an innocent child out of pure mendacity.
It was both incredibly painful and terribly frustrating.
A wise person will avoid such arguments and simply retreat to whatever thought ghetto will allow them in.
That will save you much grief, but it also gives the platform over to those who believe the only solution to our many ills is to crush those on the other side of the divide… who want to do the same to them.
Those who would hope to bring civil discourse between those divided to reach real solutions to real problems will be torn asunder in the middle by both sides.
We no longer seek the exchange of ideas for the purpose of finding solutions…we only seek to win and utterly ruin our “opponents”.
We are on dangerous ground and the destruction of our society is at hand.
We no longer divide while holding much in common…we divide wanting the silencing of all voices except our own.
I’ve watched this for sometime now…and frankly, I’m scared of what we’re becoming and what we will be.
To be more honest…I’m afraid if what I will become if the choice is between picking a side or staying in the middle where destruction is certain.
Both sides are right about some things and wrong about some others, so either side is a compromise of personal values and ethics.
My answer will be centered around the recognition that I belong to another kingdom where the lines are drawn differently…and praying for the soon coming of my king.
That’s all I’ve got today.