It must be nice to be black or Jewish, for then when people hate you for no good reason, they’re labeled as bigots and qualms that ensue for victims are called injustices. What’s more, accepted groups exist for such people where they can go and befriend others like them.
Alas, I am but a simple happy person and have nowhere to turn. Where is the tolerance for the nice, logical guy?
I’ve noticed that displays of tolerance typically are as follows…
“They’re (something different), but that’s okay because they’re (something positive),” but it’s only when it’s become acceptable to be a certain type of different that most people are free to realize the quality of the company offered. Until then, people will happily continue depriving themselves of company, paying little attention to what harm they’re causing themselves.
Or not so happily, which brings me to the point of this blog.
Despite what wonderful things there are in the United States (If you’re lucky enough, there’s a White Castle restaurant near you.), more and more people are unhappy and the epidemic of depression is considered more serious by the day. Happiness, not to mention the stability and kindness that stems from it, seems to be so foreign now that dealing with a happy person reverts some people back to tactics they’re no longer allowed to use on minorities.
A lot of my interaction with people has ended with happiness getting seen as crazy and my having to overcome what frivolity is forced upon me before I’m seen fairly. That is, of course, if I’m not imprisoned for it in the meantime.
It wasn’t until recently that I realized I can’t assume everyone around me is happy and stable. Expecting tolerant people to actually tolerate what they’re not yet forced to tolerate has lead me into precarious situations.
I didn’t realize that assuming others who had success in life were happy and stable was terribly judgmental on my part. How was I to know? I was duly perplexed to find that happiness and stability is so elusive.
Oh well, at least goats are immediately tolerant.

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March 7, 2008 at 11:59 am