The other day I was on Twitter and was just overwhelmed by all the discord, hatred, and lack of logic. So I just started tweeting some thoughts. I’ve put them together in this post.
I honestly can not figure out why any free speech demands only seem to apply to the party calling for free speech. If someone has a differing belief, that is somehow not allowed or is hatred or bigotry. This applies to any kind of argument or divide, for either side.
Have we totally forsaken logic & civil debate and gone to demanding my way or the highway? I see this on every side of political debates, religious debates, coding debates, software debates, and on and on.
I’m starting to think social media has destroyed logic and clear thinking.
Social media seems to have become a leading cause of stress. I know it is for me. I don’t fit in someones neat little box. I have friends and embrace ideas from many different viewpoints. Because I like X doesn’t mean that I hate Y. And vice-versa.
Why can’t we all just get along? If we all thought exactly the same way, what a boring world this would be. If we didn’t embrace people with different views, we’d never have reason to examine and grow our own views.
Maybe this is totally idealistic and naive, but let’s drop hate and self-righteous anger.
I surround myself with friends from many political and religious views, and I’m the better for it.
I even have friends on both sides of the WordPress Guttenberg debate – gasp!
Things That I Write About
On Thursday, July 23, 2020, my Pops, Robert Dubois, entered into Jesus’ presence. He had suffered for several years with COPD, with frequent flare-ups and hospitalizations, and he had gotten to the point that he had to be on supplemental oxygen. But he’d been feeling pretty good for several weeks. We talked to him on…
Some days I will continue to share my memories of my past. It has been a long strange trip so far, and my journey has shaped a large part of who I am today. But it is God who has molded me into exactly who I am now. And if I don’t also write about how God is continuing to mold and shape me, I am missing the main point of my life right now. My past is interesting, and my struggles are real. But my walk with God is vital, and I firmly believe that my walk with Him today is why I am here to write about my past.
This is the final story of my three runaway adventures while I was in high school. This took place during my senior year at RVCS in 1977. The result was quite disappointing for me, but God had different plans for how this story would end.
It’s been a while – again – since I last wrote something. I need to get better at this as I enjoy writing, and as was pointed out to me earlier this week, I just need to sit down and write. Today, I am going to start writing about the three times I ran away…
I have shared part of this post before, telling how I finally came to terms with my grief over my dad’s passing. But I’m sharing it again because the overall message seems to apply today for many, if not most of us. Right now the world seems out of control with the virus, quarantines, conflict,…