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Sticking To Your Principles!
This is going to be one of the hardest journals I have written yet, but I'm going to put my thoughts down now as I have time and the peace to think about them. On May 24th of this year, there was another school shooting where people died, kids and adults alike. Gawd, these are the heart wrenching times that make me wish like anyone else would, "I would take this back. I would change this if I could. Restore the lives lost." Unfortunately, there isn't that sort of remedy to be done. Life is not that simple, not that idyllic no matter how much you wish it.
During this week, not many of my friends talked about it, but I did catch some understandable grief because of my beliefs from a few people who are hurt and angry. We all are. Lashing out, making someone pay or feel worse than you feel, that's human nature. Often done without thinking, done when someone doesn't see things as clearly as the original person does. When that happens, conflict happens, feelings are hurt, and friendships can be tested. I have been there so many times. Most of y'all out there know how I feel about protecting EVERYONE'S rights. My basic political statement is "If the actions of one person or the law takes away the rights of another, then it's inherently wrong." This goes along with my constitutional rights, especially the second amendment which allows a person to bare arms. In the spirit of that, I became a lifelong member of the NRA with a one-time donation back in 2015 in the memory of my Pop who proudly served his country back in the 1960s and 1970s. Because of this fun fact about me, I got told off by several people, many of them who I have always thought of as friends. To me, saying someone is a friend is a special thing as well. "You are my friend. That is all I need to know." That gives a person a lot of understanding when it comes to both the good times and the bad.
Mm ... and they are upset as I have said before. "Ignorant and stupid," are several words have been used to describe me. I got called a "bitch" and a few choice words like "White Trash!", "Fucking Redneck!" , and even one that really made me cringe "White Privileged Christian Shit!" Oh yes ... that one was repeated by several people at one place where a friend of mine and I were chatting. I didn't know someone was listening and I believed my gal-pal said that we were probably YouTubed. So be it. That happened earlier this week.
I try to keep in mind that people are upset and they often say things they don't mean. Many have been taught that they should get up into someone's face, be forceful, and not to back down from their principles. Well, I'm going to show hopefully some consistency. I will stick to my principles. You out there should stick to your own. But, remember two simple things:
1 - You have the right to say whatever you want. There is the understood thought of taking responsibility in what you say and do.
2 - I have the right not to listen. Instead of picking a fight, either physically or verbally, I will probably walk away at some point of the discussion.
However, if you are a friend, know that it's going to be hard to loose my friendship. For the stubbornness I show in my support of the constitution, the rights of ALL people, and making sure that justice and freedom are for all of God's children as well as the creatures abound, I will not give up easily on a friend. Over the years I have had friends of mine get killed in shootings, die in drug deals gone wrong ... which always made me cringe, drinking and driving either doing the drinking or being killed by the drunk driver, and so many other things that haunt me. I cry for every last one of them as I do for the ones I don't know. But, I have to stay strong to continue on for what is demanded of me. That means to go along with my work with my health, diabetes, and financial health too. That might make me one of those privileged people spoken about. I leave that for others to decide. I know who I am. That's more than enough for me.
Oh, and before you ask ... there's no laughter in this journal entry. Just tears. But with them comes the hope that things will get better. I have faith in that and in the others around me. All I ask for y'all to do out there is to be those people who need help, no matter what the situation is. Help them first. Discussions of right and wrong views can be done much later.
BE Happy!
Love and Kisses,
Loonia
Sticking To Your Principles!
This is going to be one of the hardest journals I have written yet, but I'm going to put my thoughts down now as I have time and the peace to think about them. On May 24th of this year, there was another school shooting where people died, kids and adults alike. Gawd, these are the heart wrenching times that make me wish like anyone else would, "I would take this back. I would change this if I could. Restore the lives lost." Unfortunately, there isn't that sort of remedy to be done. Life is not that simple, not that idyllic no matter how much you wish it.
During this week, not many of my friends talked about it, but I did catch some understandable grief because of my beliefs from a few people who are hurt and angry. We all are. Lashing out, making someone pay or feel worse than you feel, that's human nature. Often done without thinking, done when someone doesn't see things as clearly as the original person does. When that happens, conflict happens, feelings are hurt, and friendships can be tested. I have been there so many times. Most of y'all out there know how I feel about protecting EVERYONE'S rights. My basic political statement is "If the actions of one person or the law takes away the rights of another, then it's inherently wrong." This goes along with my constitutional rights, especially the second amendment which allows a person to bare arms. In the spirit of that, I became a lifelong member of the NRA with a one-time donation back in 2015 in the memory of my Pop who proudly served his country back in the 1960s and 1970s. Because of this fun fact about me, I got told off by several people, many of them who I have always thought of as friends. To me, saying someone is a friend is a special thing as well. "You are my friend. That is all I need to know." That gives a person a lot of understanding when it comes to both the good times and the bad.
Mm ... and they are upset as I have said before. "Ignorant and stupid," are several words have been used to describe me. I got called a "bitch" and a few choice words like "White Trash!", "Fucking Redneck!" , and even one that really made me cringe "White Privileged Christian Shit!" Oh yes ... that one was repeated by several people at one place where a friend of mine and I were chatting. I didn't know someone was listening and I believed my gal-pal said that we were probably YouTubed. So be it. That happened earlier this week.
I try to keep in mind that people are upset and they often say things they don't mean. Many have been taught that they should get up into someone's face, be forceful, and not to back down from their principles. Well, I'm going to show hopefully some consistency. I will stick to my principles. You out there should stick to your own. But, remember two simple things:
1 - You have the right to say whatever you want. There is the understood thought of taking responsibility in what you say and do.
2 - I have the right not to listen. Instead of picking a fight, either physically or verbally, I will probably walk away at some point of the discussion.
However, if you are a friend, know that it's going to be hard to loose my friendship. For the stubbornness I show in my support of the constitution, the rights of ALL people, and making sure that justice and freedom are for all of God's children as well as the creatures abound, I will not give up easily on a friend. Over the years I have had friends of mine get killed in shootings, die in drug deals gone wrong ... which always made me cringe, drinking and driving either doing the drinking or being killed by the drunk driver, and so many other things that haunt me. I cry for every last one of them as I do for the ones I don't know. But, I have to stay strong to continue on for what is demanded of me. That means to go along with my work with my health, diabetes, and financial health too. That might make me one of those privileged people spoken about. I leave that for others to decide. I know who I am. That's more than enough for me.
Oh, and before you ask ... there's no laughter in this journal entry. Just tears. But with them comes the hope that things will get better. I have faith in that and in the others around me. All I ask for y'all to do out there is to be those people who need help, no matter what the situation is. Help them first. Discussions of right and wrong views can be done much later.
BE Happy!
Love and Kisses,
Loonia
Dedicated areas where you could go and just beat the everloving crap out of inanimate objects for free would likely help a lot of folk. Pair it up with having a bunch of psychologists and religious advisers to go talk to later or cone see to you after you burn that rage out, and it could change the world, especially if we can get rid of the stigma of talking to someone to get help Jake's you 'weak'.
Also, the Johnny Depp /Amber Heard trail is wrapping up, so soon everyone's gonna be focused on that. Stupid social media obsessed society.
Unfortunately, that seems to be the mindset of the American and perhaps others around the world:
"Just wait for the next big thing to get all bent out of shape about. Give it a few days to a week and things will change." A professor said this at college back in the late 1980s by the way.
I have spoken to her some over these past couple of days and she's fine, like I said. Shaken, but better. It's put the damper on any possible plans for the weekend, but that's how life goes. I told her that all she needed to do is call if she needed me.
It could be very well a warning, honey. The price of freedom is vigilance.