(Hopefully, this is my LAST pandemic post)
It seems like we humans have done nothing but fight and judge for the last twenty years, and I am sick and tired of it.
Political Correctness has run a muck. Though after some research, I wonder if it was ever a good thing. Turns out, according to Britannica, “The term first appeared in Marxist-Leninist vocabulary following the Russian Revolution of 1917. At that time it was used to describe adherence to the policies and principles of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union (that is, the party line).”
But today’s “political correctness” is dividing and is an excuse to point fingers.
The 24-hour news cycle certainly doesn’t help, nor does social media. We’ve mistaken “journalism” with “factual news.” Journalism, much to the general population’s disadvantage, includes “feature writing,” which has NOTHING to do with facts. Think the Weekly World News Tabloid of the 1990’s which frequented stories about “bat boy” and “alien abductions.” Not exactly what we’d expect Peter Jennings to report. Then again…
If there’s one thing the media is good at, and I mean all media, it’s finding humanity’s open wounds and pouring salt into them over and over. And we buy into it every single time.
The pandemic is only the latest scab for the media to capitalize on. They use our own fear of what might happen to their advantage. They’ve figured out that facts are boring, but sensationalism sells, and it sells big.
There is no such thing as a “reporter” anymore. I’m sorry, I don’t believe a single one of them. One of my local news stations right now has the slogan “Facts not Fiction” with regards to the pandemic. Yeah, it’s going to take more than a catchy slogan to get me to believe.
Kevin Jones wrote a great article a few years ago on medium.com about how the media has created “more drama by making politicians into stars and pitting the two national parties against each other” and “it has worked like a charm.”
But here’s the thing.
I can’t be the only one who is sick and tired of this mess. It makes me sad to think that my kids have never known a world where they could sit down and watch the news for thirty minutes and learn everything they needed to know about the news of their world. Remember those days? I do, because I remember how boring the news was. No teenager wanted to watch it, unless you were the Alex P. Keaton type of teen, which I most certainly wasn’t.
Now we’re all armchair journalists with an opinion, and it’s tearing us apart.
There is no middle ground anymore. There is no “I voted for candidate A” and “You voted for candidate B” now let’s go to lunch. Instead, it’s “I voted for candidate A, to bad we can’t hang out anymore because that means your a racist.” What?! That’s quite a leap!
And this pandemic hasn’t made it any better.
If I want to go back to work to feed my family, I’m an irresponsible monster who doesn’t care about their fellow man. Or if I want to stay at home, I’m an irresponsible monster who doesn’t care about the good of the economy. How can we possibly come together?
Maybe if we stop letting OTHER PEOPLE tell us what to think. Other people, being the media, who have their own personal stylists and can afford to have their groceries delivered and have NO IDEA what it takes to walk in my shoes.
If you are afraid of getting sick, stay home. If you want to go back to work, then go back to work. I won’t fault you for either logic. Probably because I’ve been working at the grocery store this whole time as an expendable worker and just want people to stop acting like they’ve lost their minds.
Let’s go back to thinking for ourselves. No politician, news person, or even neighbor knows your situation. If you want to help, then help. If you want to smile, go for a walk, go for a drive, wear a mask, not wear a mask, whatever your thing is, I won’t judge you. If making jokes about the whole situation is the only thing that’s keeping you sane, I won’t call you insensitive. If this pandemic has touched you personally, then I am deeply sorry.
I hope we can get through this, because it isn’t the worst thing we’ve ever experienced. And I hope we can come out the other side better off, because twenty years of this crap is enough.