Let’s say the neighbor’s kids keep coming into your yard. They like it there and your kids like to play with them, but you don’t like it. You’ve been trying to stop them from coming over for quite sometime, but to no avail. And you swear they’re taking some of your kid’s toys.
In actuality, your children don’t want the toys the neighbor kids play with. But you feel that’s not the point. You’ve lived there longer than these neighbors have, plus you were born in this country and they weren’t.
Your wife is OK with the neighbor’s kids. She believes they aren’t hurting anything. But something inside you detests these rascals. They’re different from your kids. Their parents are different from you.
You realize a lawyer is out of the question—this is something you know you can’t sue over. And then bam! “I know,” you say to yourself. “I’ll have a humongous wall built to keep these undesirable’s out.”
Deep down you know they haven’t done anything to you personally, or anyone really. But the idea of a wall and the fact that you came up with it, fills you with a sense of power, and you become obsessed with your mission. You can’t wait to tweet about it and add it to the thousands of other well deserved rants you’ve felt the absolute need to tweet about over the years.
It’ll be an expensive adventure, and although you know your wife and kids will be upset, you’ve talked to other people in the neighborhood who said they were all for it. (Apparently these kids have been a menace to some of them too.)
“Now how to pay for it,” you wonder.
“I know,” you say to yourself again. “I’ll get the foreign neighbors to pay for it.” “After all, it’s their children causing the problem not mine.”
“I actually wrote something else as a commentary on the election, but I decided not to post it. It was written with a bit of anger, and I’m no longer angry, just sad. All I can do is hope for the best for our country and try not to hold any resentments that I’m sure will come. I know the happiness I’ve cherished since I quit drinking over 20 years ago will return, and I can move on. I will rebound from what, for me, is an unwanted circumstance—it’s what I do. There is nothing that can make me feel like I did back in my drinking days, including an election.”
We must become united as a people if we ever expect to help solve our nation’s problems. But first we need to drop the self-defeating mind-set of “us against them.” A division of our citizens that was instigated by the government a long time ago. We need to see how both sides of our political parties point the finger at each other for the problems in this country, and nothing much gets done. Especially when it comes to helping the dwindling middle class. Black, White, Hispanic, no matter what race. This struggling and yet largely ignored group of people find it harder each year to live the American Dream, while the extremely wealthy and the extremely poor seem to get all the attention and all the benefits.
We can, of course, continue to believe that we’re right and the other side is wrong, and argue our political views with each other. But I’m hoping more people will begin to see the insanity in all of this and stop the debates. First, however, more people will need to see the insanity within our political parties. It shouldn’t be too hard. The extreme foolishness, folly, senselessness, and foolhardiness exhibited by our politicians over the years, the very people we trusted to make things better in our country, should be evident by the shape its in. If we can all agree on this, maybe then we can become united in a common cause that benefits everyone. We can even have the mind-set of “us against them” once again, only this time it will hold a new, and perhaps promising meaning for everyone involved.
I believe what could help ease racial tensions in America is for people of all races to come together and say—we’re not racist or prejudiced in any way; we’re simply tired of always hearing about race and division in this country.
I also believe we should start using the word discrimination less when it comes to minorities and more when it comes to the middle class. A group of people who certainly experience unjust treatment in this country. Hard working people from ‘all’ races who find it harder and harder to live the American Dream.
A class of people who shouldn’t have to struggle in life, but often do, as they live paycheck to paycheck.
Term after term, it seems no matter what president gets into office, either the very rich or the very poor benefit, and nothing much improves for the middle class.
Meanwhile the media stirs up trouble with half-truths that causes tension and division in a country that’s supposed to be united, and we rarely hear about how people of different races actually get along and show mutual respect for one another.
A mixed group of people called the middle class who could someday become the true minority of this country.
“The Tea Party is all like…’the sky is falling, the sky is falling.’ The President is all like…’no it’s not, everything’s good.’ And the Republican Party is all like…’even if it is falling, we’re not helping fix it.’ The moral of the story? No one in government seems to have any morals.”