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understanding.
I don't know how to guide, or advise, or encourage, or support any of you. Because you are a faceless group of people who are only known by your screen names.
if I were to give my first and last name to you, and you googled it, you would find several pages of information about my public service, the meetings I have chaired and the organizations I have supported, given money to and stood in public and supported. You would read about the first time I ran for public office and lost very badly. But you would also read about 2 elections I won. All my failures have been memorialized on the internet. In black and white. For the whole world to see.
I have political battle scars, and my ego has been bruised and battered. But I still can not understand the overwhelming defeatist attitude which is pervasive.
I am a white woman, who just turned 64 last week. i took to the streets in protest of Vietnam, and watched TV in horror as the fire hoses turned on the peaceful protest in Selma, Ala.
I have been in the car, when a Harvard lawyer, was pulled over and profiled by the police in the very town I live it. It was a horrible experience. Just recently, as I was canvassing, my partner who was a woman of color, had a homeowner open the door and send out dogs as she walked up the drive way to drop lit.
My father was a union man, and I am his daughter. i went to Detroit and walked the picket line when the writers and employees of the Detroit News went on strike. Talk about people who had the right to be bitter, the union tried to break them, and rather than capitulate, they walked away from their jobs. In droves. Strangers like me, had to feed them and raise money so they could buy diapers, and toys at Christmas. Wives had breast cancer, and children needed health care, but they believed in what they were doing and would not let the company break them.
I have had the privilege of watching such commitment and passion first hand. And I have tried to learn from my American brothers and sisters how to get up and start all over again.
Tell me what I would find, if I googled your name. I want to know what you have done personally, that has shaped your opinions.
Are your opinions based on experience, or just emotional over bloating, hidden by your screen name.
I believe that for as much good the internet does, it can be destructive.
The insidious nature of being anonymous, produces alter egos in forums such as this, just like the Wizard of Oz. When the curtain is pulled back, the wizard was not the giant of his big booming voice, but a little man.
I take the risk of saying this now, because it is not stopping.
The crying and protesting and degrading just goes on and on and on. I watch in wonder as people mired in self pity offer no solutions, no brainstorming, no kind words for the other side, and have escalated personal attacks. They feel empowered and are encouraged to continue by others who take vicarious pleasure in watching how the attacks land blows.
I recognize this as a very gamy situation, that has turned inward, and ugly.
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