Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Let's Not Kid Ourselves. It's Easy to Bitch. Now How About a Solution?

It's easy to talk. It takes guts and smarts to find workable solutions.

I am soooo tired of people on Facebook, in meetings, in conversations online and in person who are renegades for peace or progress but who never have a proposal to solve the issues they rage about so passionately. Often, their debate is not even peaceful but wrought with anger toward their dissenters...usually after they have opened the floor for what they insist will be a meaningful and fair conversation/debate. But meaningful for who? Are they not just looking for someone with whom to spout off?

Interestingly, whether I agree with the person's point of view or not, I feel the same about it: "It's a great way to turn me off, sweetie, and see that wall over there--you might as well be talking to it. Now, if only that wall had a mirror so you could admire yourself while you present your monologue."

I don't argue that there are many tough conundrums out there plaguing our local and national community. We need conversation. We need awareness raising. But at some point, the crusader and his cause get tuned out if there isn't a suggestion offered to overcome the plight.

And how often have you noticed that these folks are the first to shoot down people who offer baby steps in the right direction? It's usually all or nothing in their eyes. Another great way to estrange people.

So now that Gropius has put it all out there for you, here's my solution: remember we're all people here. When you disagree, do it humanely and you may just find that others are willing to listen. Otherwise, I hear a loud internal buzz when you start talking that masks the words you happen to be speaking in my face.

Inviting all dissenters to comment...

1 comment:

Erica@PLRH said...

Well, at home it usually requires sending the boys to their respective rooms to cool off. After a brief time, I remind each of them independently that they will always be brothers. Long after Mom & Dad are gone from this earth they will still and always be brothers. By the end of the day, I never fail to hear an exchange of "love you, buddy" before lights out.

That's the closest I've come to achieving world peace.