I’ve become that person I’ve berated, however, instead of continuing the cycle of letting political bullshit on FB make me crazy and anxious, I’m just going to shut the damn thing down.
It’s not that I don’t care about the plight of different peoples, but it’s the fact that maybe I care too much. I don’t know. I think it’s sad what’s going on in the middle east — especially hearing stories about people who actually live here not being able to get back home.
About 15 years ago, my nana’s friend who was from South Africa had moved to the States with her husband and children. She had to return for a few months while her mother was ill and subsequently passed, and something went wrong with her papers and she couldn’t make it back for months after her mother had passed. I think she was out of the country for a full year while her husband and children continued on here.
And it sucks that it’s happening to people who are actually residents not being able to get home to their jobs, homes, dogs, cars, responsibilities.
I understand the need to vet immigrants coming into the country from “questionable” areas and it’s a time consuming process — but these people who are “locked out” are people who have been vetted, known quantities. They should be able to come home.
Conversely, I’m torn about the refugees. Yes, they are coming from war torn countries, but they also bring with them that baggage. Not all of them. And it’s not Muslims in particular — just those who have been radicalized and are utilizing this situation as a means to harm people. But you can’t tell which ones are peaceful and just want to get the hell out of there, which is completely understandable, and which ones are using the crisis to cause terror and harm people.
You want to open your arms and take them in, but at the same time it’s the lesson of the scorpion and the frog. You want to help, but it might just be in the nature of the ones who want to harm to harm. You can do everything you can, but the scorpion is still going to sting you because it’s their nature.
And that’s where my logic is torn. There is so much knee jerk emotionalism but there’s also a logic to it, but all the people who have that pure emotive reaction are drowning out the logic in it all. And the massive amount of differing voices with divisive ideas perpetuated by some mutation of misinformation and truth.
It’s grating on my nerves and I’m to the point where I want nothing of it.
And that’s bad.
Because I’m an advocate of civil rights and a humanitarian. I feel my goal in life is to help as many folks as I can. I go out of my way to be charitable and kind to people, especially on an individual level, but right now I cannot rationally deal with this.