Maybe we should start dealing with people as individuals in our own lives instead of members of some horrible movement who must be confronted by online petitions and memes and impotent social outrage.
Maybe instead of lumping individual assholes into collective “types” we might decide that people have names and histories and lives that sculpt them into unique bags of good stuff and bad stuff … just like you and me.
There are over 300 million human beings in this country alone. If you think every one of them is going to come around to your way of thinking or even that you can homogenize them into some vague, philosophical same-ness, you are either a fool or a fascist.
Either way, people will be assholes. They will be mean and evil and gross and offensive and there isn’t a fucking thing you can do about it. Protect yourself from the worst of the monsters and insulate your soul from the vast majority of irritants who don’t and won’t think like you.
I don’t want to be like you and you don’t want to be like me. Neither of us should be forced to make that change and neither of us should be shamed for wanting to be ourselves. The celebration of diversity isn’t just about getting a bunch of smiling morons of different shapes and hues into a room for a photo op. It is about understanding a broad range of ideas, opinions and points of view born of our unique gender, faith, cultural, social, generational and other experience.
You don’t have to like everybody, but not everyone needs to be assigned to a stereotype in your head and judged by committee for their worthiness to exist.