I am baffled.
I know this happens so regularly that no one is surprised.
But what me has me all turned around today is spite. In particular, being mean for mean's sake.
I think of myself as a nice person. It is one of the few qualities I have that I rarely doubt. I like it when people smile, when they laugh, when they feel good. I like seeing someone brighten up or walk taller. When someone feels good, I feel good. Happiness is contagious.
So is politeness.
So is charity.
So is respect.
Lately there doesn't seem to be a whole lot of respect going around. Especially when we throw in things like marriage, religion, politics, rights, weight, money, choice, standards, morals. Let loose any of those words and suddenly perfectly normal, sane people turn into lunatics. Raving, rude, disrespectful lunatics.
We can disagree and still like each other. We can have a different viewpoint and still understand the other side. We can sympathize without transforming. The world would be a better place without the bitter, sarcastic comments that seem to accompany having an opinion.
We can be nice for nice's sake.