Stop Yelling at Me

Well, the madness about the Coronavirus is taking over like a runaway train, smashing down gates, panicking everyone, along with  showing many people’s true colors.

It has also has spotlighted one of my (many) character flaws… Im getting hurt way too easily. What a baby.

You would think a chick in her mid-late-60s would have her $hit together enough to not let the panic of the pandemic rattle her cage.

Well, my friends, my cage has been rattled.

One thing I’ve noticed is that people are getting very opinionated and vocal about this pandemic. I am reading responses (this happens to be on Facebook) from people that are bordering on nasty. And like a runaway train, it keeps on going. Faster and faster.

Schools are already closed in my state, along with churches, restaurants, and activities of any sort. Now the discussion/debate is whether we should be “social distancing.” If we should stay away from public gathering places like restaurants in order to not get/spread this virus. I gave my simpleton response to someone’s FB question and was dutifully pounced on for it.

Look. I am old(er). My family and friends are either getting up here or past me. I have young kids and younger grandkids. We are all concerned. We are all in various stages of understanding something like this, and are doing our best.

But there are increasing numbers of people who are losing patience. People who are yelling and scolding online to people they don’t even know. Even people who make jokes to get through the darkness are being sent to the woodshed. The big bravado provided from behind a computer screen makes people pull that “what’s the matter with you?” card.

It makes me hesitant to post anything anymore.

 I understand the reasoning behind ultra caution. What I don’t understand is the bullying.

Look, people. I’ve survived cancer, family members dying,  car rollovers, and surgeries. I will survive the coronavirus, too, without stocking up for Armageddon.

Everybody gets it. This is a bad time for healthcare. World War II and Vietnam and the Holocaust were bad times for healthcare, too. But we survived.

There is no need to get naughty and nasty about sharing your opinions. These are your fellow human beings you’re talking to. I don’t want us to become a world isolated from itself because some still don’t “get it.”  We need to share ideas and opinions so we can learn. So we can grow.

Stop yelling at me. Or my friends. Or at people I don’t know.

Stop being a bully.

This, too, shall pass. But the hurt feelings won’t.

What the He%% is Going On?

I am not a sticker-on-the-car kinda gal. Besides a yearly state park sticker, I’m pretty much a clean car person. That doesn’t mean that I don’t smile when I see a family of stick people or dog stickers or Wall Drug bumper stickers on someone else’s car.

Which brings me to a sign I saw on my way back home from up North yesterday. My hubby and I drove past a pick-up truck with writing on their back window. It said, “I eat ass.”

Yep.

I was surprised at the nerve of the younger driver. We laughed and shook our heads, wondering what that even meant. I even looked the phrase up on Google.

That inane phrase is still popping my popcorn. I can’t help but wonder: What the hell was that all about? Why was that idiotic phrase spread all across his back window?

He and his buddies probably got a laugh raising the hair of fairly moral people. But then I started to think of this guy’s probable role models.

You have the President of the United States of America tweeting things like, “When you give a crazed, crying lowlife a break, and give her a job at the White House, I guess it just didn’t work out. Good work by General Kelly for quickly firing that dog!”

You have a woman who was caught on video yelling obscenities at a family speaking Spanish at a Virginia restaurant, at one point yelling at them to “Go back to your f—– country. You do not f—– come over here and freeload on America.”

You have a six-year-old telling school authorities that she was being bullied, and instead of getting help, her mother reports her daughter was “told off” for telling what the school believed to be “tales.” The mother said that even the adults involved have been no help, as the bully’s parents “mocked” her daughter on social media.

This is the kind of madness that runs through the conscience of people. These are the kinds of absolutely stupid and intolerable things that people are inspired by.

I believe that most of us are pretty normal. We love, we hate, we confess, we hug and make amends. We maybe don’t understand the workings of the world, but we do our best to raise our kids and take care of our parents and be helpful neighbors.

But there are some that have no seed of tolerance or understanding. There are some who can’t feel good about themselves unless they belittle and bully someone else.

I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t care what your back story is. Get over it. There is no reason for you to take your problems out on everyone else. Human beings have a choice. They don’t have to choose to be animals to others.

People say, “What can we do about it?”

My friends, I don’t have the answer.

I have never had the inkling to bully or belittle or be a show-off smart ass anyone, so I don’t know the cure for the disease I see around me.

Maybe all we can do is be nice to each other, even when we are in pain or confusion ourselves.

If you see someone being bullied, step in. Stop the madness before it spreads.

If you see someone being treated unfairly, speak up. Stop the madness before it spreads.

If you hear sexism and prejudice and intolerance in the news, tell others how wrong that is, and stop the madness before it spreads.

Don’t be that person. Don’t allow those negativities into your heart and soul. Stop others from going down that path.

Stop the madness before it spreads.