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My Apocalyptic Moment, Not Really
Last night before I fell asleep I was moseying around in my Facebook account and was shocked that someone I actually know (in real life) had called me an idiot and unfriended me. I had reposted an OpEd from Bill Nemetz in the Portland (Maine) Press Herald “An open letter from Maine to the president who isn’t”. My Facebook friend reacted with one of those angry face things and called me an idiot. Then unfriended me. Wow! I thought the OpEd was well written, opinionated, and quite appropriate to the moment. Obviously this woman disagreed with me.
Idiot, unfriend. If I look at you, or listen to you and don’t see myself in you, I will make you go away. Well, I don’t think so. I’ve been disagreeing with people and stomping my feet and yelling for years, but that doesn’t mean I want them to go away. This is the American Apocalypse, a lack of tolerance, an inability to stay friends with someone who differs in their views. OK, as I’m writing this there is a piece on the “news” of National Guardsmen dancing the Macarena with protesters in Atlanta. There is hope.
I reached out to this woman, the realtor I bought my house from, and asked her what was up. She went on a mini rant about my inability to support my president and that she had made a decision to support the president no matter what, and that she was a very positive person, and I had no clue why she had…
