Most of the people on this planet are not fortunate enough to have a choice about how they live. In fact, most people canít even choose where they live, so itís way too judgmental of the rest of us to tell them that if they donít like it there they should just move. Life, for ninety percent of us is a constant and difficult struggle to survive.
For the rest of us, the fortunate few, there is a lot we take for granted. We have our own struggles, but most of the time itís not a daily life and death battle to keep a roof over our familyís heads and food in their bellies. So we forget, and we invent other, less important things to occupy that part of us that needs something to obsess over. And thatís okay, most of the time. Second hand smoke makes me feel sick. Three-dollar-a-gallon gas is something to be angry about. Getting cut off on the freeway is an outrage.
But canít we all just get along? Iím not talking about the mean people; they suck. Iím talking about people that we know are well-intentioned. If they make a mistake, canít we just let it go, or gently correct them? Do we have to sneer and bray and make them feel small? Thereís no reason for people to hurt each other over a simple misunderstanding, or a different way of looking at life. We can argue with people over a differing opinion, but we donít have to call them names or turn our backs on them.