It is none of my business, I don't want to get involved, etc etc. How many times have we stood and watched someone being abused? That doesn't always mean being punched or kicked, sometimes it means being screamed at or cursed at, or sometimes even being quietly threatened or demeaned.
Sometimes it is an adult displaying their authority to a child or a young adult. Sometimes it is a man bullying a woman, occasionally it will be a woman abusing a man; I say occasionally because even if the woman is bigger the man is inevitably stronger.
Their seems to be be something in the nature of human beings that makes us want to impose our views and our will on others. It is there as far back as recorded history goes. Let's be mean to anyone who isn't like us; to anyone who looks different, sounds different, worships different or is different in any way.
I wasn't always innocent of observing, even inflicting pain on others. I have said and done unkind and hurtful things. I realize now I was most often guilty of hurting others when I was hurting and frightened myself. Sometimes being unkind to others made me part of a group that I thought I wanted to belong to, you know "the in group".
I have observed that one person on their own is usually pretty harmless but put a group together and very quickly a "mob mentality" develops. Most of the reading I have done tells me that one person didn't usually lynch a person of a different color, there was usually a group. We seem to feed off of each other. Even with children bullying it is so seldom a one on one thing. If you take the time to observe there will be a group of kids picking on one or two.
I live in a home where we all like each other and we have each others backs. Where no one has to point someone Else's weakness's to show their own strengths. I am so grateful for that.
Afternoon Thoughts
Thursday, June 14th, 2012.............3:39p.m.
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