Further random musings from beneath the blonde…
Something has really been bothering me lately. As most of you know, I fancy myself as some sort of SJW (“Social Justice Warrior”–for those who don’t know the acronym) on Facebook. I tend to go out of my way to share and find posts that show some sort of injustice and try to bring enough attention to it that hopefully someone will read it somewhere and bring in a more active element than I can provide from my tiny soapbox. I make no bones about the fact that I’m a bleeding heart liberal either, at least not in most instances.
I despise our current president. I unceasingly criticize the insane decisions that he makes regarding pretty much everything, from cabinet member choices, to nominations for the judiciary, to his “mines bigger than yours” banter with a certain Korean Dictator. I’ve also made decisions to remove “friends” who have enraged me with views different from my own from my social media pages. And that, right there, is the root of my subject today.
No matter how much I bitch and complain about these things that I see or find online, not a single one of my friends online has any real thing to say to disagree or argue with me about. They all share my exact same views on virtually every subject. So, “What is the Point?” is the question that I have to ask? If I were a preacher, I find I’ve put myself in the position to be “preaching to the choir”, so to speak. In other words, I’m not reaching the audience that I want to reach. I’m not changing anyone’s mind with anything I post. I’m not doing anything more than affirming what my friends already feel. I’m wasting my time. I’ve created a liberal-minded, social-media, bubble.
A quick review as to how we got into this position in the first place: During the campaign of the 2016 election, we found that one or the other of the candidates was literally repulsive to us. Some of us chose one of those flawed candidates while others chose the other. One of the flawed candidates happened to be a sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical, xenophobic, bigot, and the other being the most investigated and maligned woman on the planet, whom large numbers of people believed had blood on her hands (from her previous job) and was filling her personal coffers with money intended for special interests (like Haiti). There were too many rumours that she was involved in murder to cover up her tracks to be believable. In every sense of the word, it truly was one of those “choose the lesser of the two evils” kind of elections…but the evils were so great that it literally split the country into two factions: White Nationalists and hardcore progressives. Truly hardcore progressives have NO (and I really MEAN zero) tolerance for the prejudices of the white nationalists. The fight became bitter and hate-filled as the battle lines were drawn. By the time of the election, pretty much everyone I know had removed dozens of friends from the opposing side from their lists of friends, all across the internet…and the social media bubbles were born.
All this “bubble” talk would be fine and good, except that it hasn’t been limited to social media. It seems to have grown into the real world, where people simply “tolerate” situations where they have to be around each other instead of finding ways to communicate. In many cases, they just simply don’t want to be around people that they consider “vile or repulsive”. I can’t say as I blame them, as I don’t want people like that in my life either. So where does that leave us?
Well, as far as I can tell, it pretty much leaves us up Schitz Creek, without a paddle. We either have to find a way to let go of this kind of stuff and start working together again, or we’re headed for a new Civil War. This one will potentially be worse than the last one as battle lines will be harder to define and weaponry is INFINITELY more destructive than during the last one. And let’s keep in mind that the war at home will likely be a sideline to the ones that are continuing overseas…Afghanistan, Syria, Iraq, and any of the seeming dozens of missions we have operating in African nations that we don’t technically know squat about.
So….what are we going to do? It’s on each of us to make some kind of decision. Do we talk, or do we fight? Me, personally, I think I’d rather talk. We cannot afford a Civil War any more than we can afford the ones we currently have overseas right now. Add to that how much I want our Republic to continue, and I have my personal answer. But what will you do?