The Finger Pointers
I mostly read Facebook to remind me how fortunate I am. I don’t believe in conspiracies, I don’t hate people who disagree with me, I’m not hawking some miracle product, I don’t believe big businesses are evil, and I’m not showing gruesome pictures of injuries.
What stuns me is the lengths to which people will go to find fault, to blame, to castigate. Today there’s some debate about whether the US flags were flown at half-staff sufficiently to honor Senator McCain’s death, or whether “disrespect” was involved.
How much time do people have on their hands, that instead of simply honoring an American hero (or ignoring his passing, which is a choice), they have to point fingers at others to hype their own causes and antipathies? Why not take all that time invested in attacking others with whom you disagree and spend it volunteering in a soup kitchen, or a assisted living facility, or registering voters? Or would you only feed, and clean, and register those who meet with your approval?