A couple of days ago, a friend stated on FB that he’s going to back down (not his words) on posting a lot about politics on a broad, national level. He has lost friends, or been vilified – or both for his stance that tends to be pro-environmental and generally caring for people and the planet. In other words, he is not in thrall to big oil, gas and other corporate powers.
I questioned the idea of backing down because, by gosh, you have to stand up for what you believe in – albeit in a reasoned way.
Today I entered into a brief skirmish on the subject of Nanaimo’s new provincial Liberal candidate and the appropriateness of wearing a MAGA hat back in 2016. Given my reaction to the vitriol, which was not as bad as a lot I have seen – quite reasoned actually – I got a good, first-hand experience of some of what my friend has been going through.
It’s not pleasant. It doesn’t feel good. I know I’m not about to change – at least not by huge degrees – but I got this urge to crawl into a cave and never come out again. We inhabit a strange world today – a polarized world. And that’s not good. I know that we need to find common ground but boy that’s getting harder and harder. Progressives tend to be more concerned about “common ground.” Conservatives (big and small “c”) not so much. And that’s the conundrum for progressives – how to continue to be respectful and progressive and not get run over by the conservative 16-wheeler.
And there’s more than that going on for me: I find myself in a situation that is increasingly stressful for me. I keep having to put a lot of energy into making it okay. Sometimes my soul feels like a stone in my chest.
Tomorrow I am getting into the alpine – alone, which is both a good thing and a scary thing right now given the snow conditions. But I know I’m going to go and it will feel good. And what I’m pretty excited about is going skiing with Simon next week. We’re going to rent skis, go to Apex and have a ton of fun.