2/25/2016 1 Comment Once Bitten...I normally just want everything to be nice. I want us all to get along. I want to not have to be angry all the time, disgusted and on guard against a fight. It seems, though, I want seemingly impossible things I guess. I don't believe we are all going to ever teach the world to sing in harmony. No kum ba yah around the campfire. This is exactly why I steer away from controversial things on Facebook and, I guess, in this blog. Sometimes the comments and/or responses remind me that there is a lot of anger and passion out there that sometimes bites me in the butt. Tonight I posted something, a piece of satire about he current political campaigns. Personally, I am so disgusted by it all, I want to not pay attention. But I do. I think it is important...no, our duty...to pay attention to what's going on. There are so many angry people out there on both sides of every issue. I would like to make nice and always give my time and energy to things that inspire and amuse. Sometimes I forget that not everyone thinks like me and it comes back and, well I already said it once, it bites me in the butt. That said, I believe everyone has a right to their opinion. They have a right to give voice to it. But I also believe we all have the responsibility to listen to each other and really, truly hear what is being said. And we must consciously seek to understand why they feel that way. It is the only way to save ourselves. Bullying and shouting and calling names doesn't belong anywhere, not even on an elementary school playground. Most of you know I enjoy Facebook. If I find something amusing, I share it. I am not consciously pushing any agenda. Yet I know I come from a position of privilege, with some liberal leanings. That's just me. I also know people have a reason to be angry about a lot of horrible things that have been happening and continue to happen. Believe it or not, I am angry...not outraged...by those things too. But if we don't listen. If we don't chill and see some of the humor some times, well, what is the use? Someone once called me a Pollyanna. Someone tonight actually called me an idiot (and immediately apologized). I'm not sure which is a worse thing to be called. All I do know is that we'll never get to peace on earth by tearing each other down...apart. And so I will continue to mostly write about Erma Bombeckian sort of observances. What we let into our hearts and minds are what colors our reality. Our outlook is directly influenced by what we absorb from the media, entertainment and the people we interact with. Choose wisely. If we don't choose wisely, it will indeed come back to bite us in the butt.
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BETTE
2/26/2016 08:54:25 am
LAST NIGHT'S GREY'S ANATOMY DROVE ME CRAZY WITH
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