Now, onward.
I recently (39 hours ago) downloaded Angry Farm, the Blackberry equivalent of Angry Birds. I know, I'm way behind. Instead of birds attacking pigs who stole eggs, all of the farm animals attack the foxes who have taken over the farm. Let me tell you, I HATE those foxes. I mean, I really flippin' HHHHAAAAATTTTEEEE those foxes. It took less than 2 days for me to realize that everything wrong with the world is because of those stupid foxes and not only should they apologize, give that fictional farm back, and admit defeat, they should also be miserable and then destroyed.
Why?
What do you mean why?
Look at them? Don't they just look like they are wrong personified....uh....foxified...wait...you know what I mean!
I'm not even joking here. It took less than 24 hours of being pitted against these foxes to develope a stronger hatred than I've ever known. All I want to do is DESTROY them.
Which is really weird. I have no idea what their motivation behind moving is was, I didn't bother to ask. I have no idea what the back story is. Maybe the farm took over their natural habitat, and had the foxes had better programmers and agents we'd all (Blackberry users that is) be destroying some cows and chickens with reckless abandon. I just started playing a game, and at the first level that was difficult, I bought into what the farm animals told me, and joined in on the hating the foxes.
Which got me to thinking, how often do we jump on a bandwagon against one person or group or another just because? I think sometimes it is really easy to get caught up in the lobbing of hurt and retribution and justice without pausing to question if it is warranted, necessary, or right. Whenever we think we may have slighted, or maybe picked on, or possibly hurt, we declare sides, try to get people to join us against the great enemy, and start the war march.
Maybe, instead, we should pause. Maybe battle lines don't have to be drawn. Just maybe, it doesn't always have to be us vs them, but could instead be us trying to figure out how to live together without smothering each other with a pillow.
Maybe we don't have to join every cause to march against someone. Maybe, when a friend comes to us looking for an army, we can instead show them love and respect and try to find a way to build a bridge to rebuild a relationship.
And, after that kindness, you can come help me kill these stupid foxes.
