When I went to bed on election night – early I might add, I fell asleep quickly and slept through the night. That had not been the case for me for several months even though I was confident my guy would win. He did, but that’s not the point.
Like a lot of my friends, relatives and neighbors, I found myself sagging under the weight of expectations – who would win and how pissed would I be if my guy lost. Well he didn’t, but again, that’s not the point. I have grown tired of challenging anyone on Facebook or either of my blogs who disparaged Barack Obama because of what he looked like. It was one thing to disagree with his politics – hell that’s the American way. But all that other stuff - and everyone reading this knows exactly what I mean – that’s what had worn me down.
The thought of all that hate against one man winning the day would have said so much about we as a people that I was having a really tough time wrapping my head around what November seventh would be like if I had to confront it.
Me all by myself confronting all the things spawned by pure hate that have plagued an entire nation for over a hundred and fifty years. Daunting? Not exactly. In the light of a new day I realized that the ‘hatred boat’ I was in was full of plenty of Americans and we were all very very far from shore – without a paddle.
You hate me, I hate you, she hates both of us and none of us trust our elected leaders. Forget the fiscal cliff that’s fast approaching. We are fast approaching a cliff that would be so much more permanent than how much money you get taken away from you or whether we can buy one more Nuclear weapon. If we all are doomed to live in a society where no one cares or believes in each other, wouldn’t that at least warrant as much attention as how many dollars your 401k will be giving to Hedge Fund managers?
If you’re now going to post a “rebuttal” or tell me how God, Mike Huckabee or Rupert Murdock will punish us for not electing Mitt Romney, save your breath. You too are in the ‘hate boat’ with me and him and her, that religion, that party, that philosophy and whatever other device people drum up to justify their hatred for one another. And guess what…we need to figure out how to get back to shore – together, or we all lose.
So I put it to you, all of you strapped into the same ‘hate boat’ as me, floating aimlessly around for the last few decades…
Isn’t it time we started listening to each other without the primary purpose of “getting my point across” and figure out - like Christie did – that we can do so much more when we listen and work together?
Maybe then it won’t be so hard for all of us to get a good night’s sleep.