Hello my friend,
Welcome to the 28th installment of The Creative Journey, the experience of one Charles Yerkes, Eadarian Poet, perpetuator, and otherwise mildly creative and excessively modest personage.
While preparing for this installment, I was hit smack it the face with a glaring example of a rather commonly lived life. It was predictable, typical, and rather boring in its commonality, if truth be told. It was hypocrisy; mental and moral dishonesty. The condemning of a group of people, an entire group of people, simply because one or two in that group had supposedly given offense.
The refusing to see all the good and lack of offense the rest of that group has done and given. And just as bad, the refusal to see the same offenses in the group this person still clings to and praises. If this person was alone in doing this, meaning that no one else held such double standards, then it would be easy to say that this person was a nut job and one which could be safely ignored. However, this person is not a lone and isolated instance of such hypocrisy. Nor is this condemnation a rarity, many in America and, in truth, world wide, hold select groups of people guilty of things they hold other groups blameless for. This is hypocrisy at its finest and it should not be. Not for those who live well and are daring enough to be uncommon.
Maybe one day I’ll share what has touched this nerve, but to share now would be to cause some readers to miss the message of this post. They would loose sight of the call to be completely honest with ourselves and then become entangled in whichever side of the issue they find personal preference. They would then make it be all about the issue and not about the need for them to also be honest about their approaches to the ones they disagree with and perhaps even with the ones they dislike strongly.
There is an old saying, “As you judge, so too will you be judged.” May I always be found to have weighed all sides of an issue, giving credit where credit is due and admitting guilt where admission thereof is due. Always striving to live my life in accordance with what I say I believe and developing the strength to admit when I do not measure up. And may I never “throw stones just to hide my hands.”
Thank you for allowing this brief venting my friend.
Live Nobly, Live Well
Eadarian Poet, Perpetuator, Photographer, and Fiddle Player