Sometimes it feels like the whole world is walking on eggshells, and perhaps they should be. As we move forward as a society and as a people, we follow an inclination to do better than previous generations, but there’s always a select group of people who feel that things were better before.
This view is one of privilege, but not necessarily current privilege – more likely a place of past privilege that they are longing for. We’ve all heard it before – maybe we’ve even said it before – “Simpler times” when the dollar was worth more, in a time when nobody’s ever heard of autism, or being trans, or peanut allergies, or the climate crisis, or wage inequality, or whatever. Naturally, all of those things existed, but the populus thought it best not to voice their concerns. Everyone who wasn’t directly affected by those things got to be ignorant of those things, and ignorance is bliss, of course.
That’s all fine. Times change, and people change… but people don’t always change at the same rate, and at the current high-speed velocity of new information being blasted toward each of us, I think there’s a level of patience required for those members of previous generations who are not accustomed to this velocity of information.
I’m not speaking directly about ‘wokeness’ or ‘cancel culture’ because I really don’t think those things exist, and if I had my way, I’d never type those words again. I’m also not talking about the political institutions or billionaire villains of a country I don’t live or vote in. I’m speaking about generational differences.
Since everything needs a name, apparently, I am considered an ‘elder millennial’ or a ‘xenial’ which means I am technically a millennial, but share more commonality in my upbringing with Generation X, and I can tell you with 100% certainty that back in the 1990’s when I was a teenager, we were the absolute most accepting and most inclusive people we could possibly imagine. However, by comparison to today’s standards, we would all be considered climate-denying racists, and every last one of us is glad that the very few cell phones available at the time were not capable of taking and sharing video due to the absolutely insane shit that was going on. We did things and said things that wouldn’t fly now, and if there was some documentation of what was said & done back then, we’d all be in trouble.
But those people in the 90’s… they improved. They got better, and they had kids and raised them to be better… and their parents, who were essentially raised in the dark ages – they’re generally better people, too. But they got there (and are still getting there) at a different rate.
All that to say that people do change, and that redemption needs to be available to all of us. So many people have had some ‘viral moment’ saying or doing something that doesn’t represent them at all, but are denied the opportunity to atone for these things now because the audience has both made up their mind, and moved on.
All I can do is encourage people to take part in the human experience; not only as the first person narrative, but as a supporting character in someone else’s story. Listen and ask questions… and understand that we have more in common than we think we do – more in common than uncommon – and that just because someone votes for a different party than you doesn’t mean they’re a hate-filled bigot. Almost nobody is voting out of hate for an entire demographic of people. There’s a myriad of issues that face us all, and hardly any (or none, really) viable options for any of us to choose when it comes to ideal leaders.
We’re all doing our best.
Remember that we’re all doing our best.
The Conscious Pilgrim 