Before we bash the leaders of the election debacle for everything under the sun, we might consider getting off our high horse long enough to recall…
- times we have slung our own share of mud at family members, exes, bosses, coworkers, neighbors, teachers, and cable companies
- hyperbolic indictments we have made against rivals or merely those who disagreed with, or contradicted us
- grudges we have held
- bridges we have burned
- blame and shame we have passed around like a virus
- reputations we have tarnished with adolescent-like gossip
After all, the debacle would not be happening if we “noble Americans” and humanoids were not such practiced and gullible targets for pathetically embarrassing and immature tactics.
I detest the deafening static of the election as much as anyone, so I am not suggesting we should embrace it; only that we should look at the TV or computer screen carefully enough to see our own reflection staring back at us.