What makes me sad? Society.
Society today is just down right depressing.
I’m not talking about murders, rapes, etc. I’m talking about the lack of daily, common sense manners.
How you handle daily interactions concerning those around you, those you come in contact with, speaks volumes. You don’t have to murder, rape, mug, or even physically hurt someone to be a bad person. You just have to be thoughtless.
Cutting someone off, demanding the right of way when it is not yours to be had, leaving your brights/high beams on, not merging over to let a car in, blocking a driveway when stopped, etc. is rude. It’s rude. You’re an asshole if this is how your drive. Period.
If you’re a man and you don’t hold the door open for the woman approaching or following you, you’re not a man. I’m sorry, but you’re not. It’s Man 101 to hold the door open for a woman. I can’t tell you the number of so called “men” I’ve bawked at for letting a door close in my face or, better yet, they step aside so I will open the door.
If you’re an asshole to the elderly and pregnant women, your momma should be slapped. Yes, old folks can be quite ostentatious. Yes, pregnant women can be hormonal. But, both are temporarily weak and deserve your kindness. Get over yourself and be kind.
I think entitlement has destroyed society. If you didn’t work for it – you don’t deserve it. The end. Have a little more pride than stealing, k?
As someone who often finds herself surrounded by others with opposing political views and belief systems, I am dumbfounded by the insane level of ignorance and disrespect doled out by one person to anyone who has differing views. Personally, I couldn’t care less what you’re doing over there so long as it does not effect me. How dare you disrespect me because I believe XYZ when you believe YZX. Respect goes a long way. Learn it and exercise it often it.
I could keep going, but I think we can all agree that people suck these days. Maybe it’s time we made more of an effort to be kind to one another. I’m not talking about singing Kumbaya. I’m talking about holding the door open, offering a smile and hello, giving up your seat to an elderly person. Little things. We all bleed red. We all end up six feet under. You and I are no different, so put your label maker away and think of someone besides yourself.