It’s a harsh world we live in.
Diversity acceptance should be the norm – but it’s not. We rarely accept our own differences – the ones that make us unique, let alone accept what is foreign to us or is a challenge to our norms.
How we deal with encountering diversity will measure us:
- We can either look the other way,
- Engage awkwardly as if some “kindly act”,
…..or perhaps we simply open our arms and hearts and listen and learn.
Today I read a response to a meme that shook me to the core.
By now, we’ve all seen the meme:
I wasn’t enraged because the response was vicious or cursed – on the contrary: It was elitist and dismissive and only one sentence:
“Mountains,out of mole hills….typical.”
Thus…it garnered an immediate response. But NOT my typical response. NO:
“It might be an entirely different “mole hill” if your daughter, wife or son was: black, gay, Jewish, disabled, sexually assaulted or abused, killed or raped.
Of course that never happens, does it? Or maybe it just doesn’t happen to you. And the defense of the assaulter can always state that “It’s just a mole hill” – can’t they? Now they can – now they have a green light.
THAT may now be the “typical” – let them eat cake. The Twitter feeds were lit up with “The minute T wins, I’m gonna grab me the nearest pussy.” (Hundreds literally) NONE of this is typical – and I’m offended to my very core.”
YES: I’m offended.
YES: I’m scared that hate, bigotry and permissiveness is the new Mantra of our highest office.
And if YOU’RE not scared – your mountain must be very high indeed.