This is the perfect description of life in America right now. Each of us is standing in the center of our own little circle, shouting for all we're worth, while everyone else is outside, unable to hear--or care--about what we're saying. In effect we're screaming into a void and the stress is killing us.
I stopped. I'm going to state an observation I've made many times over many years. Americans are the most stubborn folks on earth. Otherwise, we wouldn't be in the fix we're in. Oh, people can blame the government or politicians or their neighbors or God or irresponsible teenagers or... The truth is as a nation, we've decided no one is going to tell us what to do. We all stand around with our fingers poked in our ears droning la-la-la, convinced we're the only ones who are in the right.
Well, I'm done with that. Except for voting, I'm gonna withdraw to my office and do what I do best--write imaginary stories. If someone reads them, great. If not, great. When the great apocalypse is over, either we will have survived, or not.
And I suspect the survivors will have learned nothing from the experience. They'll still be absolutely convinced they are in the right. And we'll still be divided, not from racism or politics or religion or any other divisive factors. No, we'll remain divided from sheer stubbornness and bullheadedness.
That's who we are.
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