I've been fairly quiet when it comes to politics as of late. Losing Twitter, one would think I'd be incensed and irate, but I'm not. I've found a bit of piece in a new job, a new place to live, and trying to be more social in the real world. This time of year, however, it's tough. There are a lot of posts, most looking for personal attention, maybe even sympathies, wrapped in nationalism, masked in some odd misguided attempt at patriotism. Many, believe 9/12 was when America became one, when the reality is, our divisive ways, many of which are at the forefront of 2019 America, Trump's America, were spawned by 9/11. The following day, we pretended we could come together, but the reality is, our differences were given power, especially for those filled with hate. White America, an America I am part of, appears blind to this divisiveness it has caused. We now live in a time, much like the '60s and before, where people are judged by the smallest of differences, many of which are not even choices. Humanity, something humans have trouble comprehending, was weakened as much the day after 9/11 as it was the day off. Tomorrow, many will reflect, sadness may fill their hearts, for those they lost, but the following day, I will feel an emptiness, knowing how much anger fills so many, and merely my suggestion of this anger, is viewed as intolerance...but of what?
Most people I know do not care about knowing the truth or facts, they only care about being the one who passes along information. I wonder if I could privately ask people why they use social media (honestly), what their reason would be. I don't think people without a sense of humor, realize how much fun the world can be. Even during the hard times. So many of us spend time thinking of mistakes and regrets, but if we really think about it, we've probably dodged more bullets than missed boats. You know when you sit by yourself reading, sipping some coffee or tea and you don't think about anything, but what you're doing? That!
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