I grew up in
a world where we were taught respect for our elders. I met some adults who,
clearly, didn’t seem to deserve my respect, but I was still taught to give it,
if only in my silence. I grew up in a world where teachers were respected. If I
brought a note home from the teacher, my parents first words were, “What did
you do?!” Now, the first thing parents say is, “What did that teacher do?” I
grew up in a world where police officers were respected. They were heroes, just
like firemen. If we saw one in the coffee shop, we stopped and said hello. They
seemed so big and brave and we respected them and the badge they wore. Today,
we spew hate behind the safety of our computer screens. We judge the actions of
police officers in a few stories that go viral. We read the headline only and
write the whole story from there. Using our cell phones and computers we easily
edit any situation to make it seem the way we want it to be seen.
Today, every
group, every race, every faction, asks for our respect. Usually, it is
demanded. Often, neither side wants to be the first one to grant that respect. It’s
a “I’ll like you if you like me.” mentality. Our political correctness has
reached such absurd levels, that, in trying to be so fair, so unbiased, so
equal, we have actually isolated some groups for the sake of others. Where is
the correctness of that? I am a white (not black) heterosexual (not gay) woman
(not man) who works (not on welfare), lives in a home I pay for (not homeless).
I am poorer than some and richer than others. All this makes me, what? An
oddball? I don’t fall into any of the “hot topic” stereotypes. I am asked to
accept, even embrace, every single person and all their differences, or risk
being called racist, homophobe, heartless, godless and more.
Stop telling
me I have to accept you. Act in a way that deserves that I accept you. Stop
telling me I have to listen to your words. Act in a way that your actions make
me want to hear more of your words. Stop telling me that life is not fair and
you are oppressed. Act in a way that makes your life and the lives of others
better and, therefore, less oppressed. Stop telling me you have to fight, protest
and spew more hate to get your agenda heard. Act in a way that your attitude,
passion and goodness make me want to be around you.
We have lost
our people-ness. We have lost our people. We have lost…
