I don’t want to write this. I’ve been avoiding writing this post for months now, because honestly I don’t really know what to say. I mean, I have a lot to say, but I feel like most of it has already been said and I don’t even know where to start.
Our country’s political scene is in shambles. But honestly, it’s a symptom of something greater. Something more sinister is brewing beneath politics, and we’re trying to put a band aid over a gushing wound instead of sewing it up and administering antibiotics. There is a massive divide between people of differing race, economic stature, and religion; a divide between nearly anyone that has differing opinions or lifestyles, or even just different ideas. For a country that is supposed to be a melting pot, a community open to all, a place where anyone can be free to say what they want and live how they want (barring the harm of others), we are doing a piss-poor job.
“I just haven’t found the time.”
Wait, is it lost? Have you somehow misplaced it?
Let’s be honest, we’ve all said this phrase at least once. It slips off the tongue so easily. It seems like such an innocent comment, but have you ever really thought about what it means when we say it? What you’re really saying is that you are passive. That life happens to you, and not the other way around. In fact, I tend to use it all the time - it’s a great excuse that gets me out of actually accomplishing anything. That’s really why we say it if we’re going to be honest with ourselves. It’s much harder to “find time” than it is to “make time” or “prioritize.”
You were going to write that story, but you just haven’t found the time to sit down.
You were going to do the dishes and pick up the house, but you haven’t had the time with your busy schedule.
You want to *insert your hobby here* more but you just don’t have enough time in the day.
You’ll help your friend move if you “manage to find some extra time” this weekend.
It seems to me that we’re constantly either losing time, or playing hide and seek trying to find it.
There is something sinister roaming freely through the hearts of people. It appears like a fog, simple and light at first; but soon it has enveloped everything that was once seen clearly, and worn away at the trust of anything other than “the self.” What was once visible and known, what was once truth, is now shrouded in uncertainty. This feeling has managed to turn brother against sister and mother against son. It has created enemies of friends, and has withered relationships. And it has been doing it for a very long time.
In a relationship, words can be power. They can build, they can destroy, they can control and they can free. But in a marvelous display of life’s contradictions, words can also be very weak. Much of the time, it matters less what the words are, and more about the tone, feeling, and intention behind the words. As a writer, it pains me to say this: sometimes words just don’t cut it. Take “I love you.” These three words have the power to sway hearts, profess devotion, and bond lives together. But they can also sound hollow, ringing empty on the battleground of a relationship littered with broken promises.
Some people say actions speak louder than words, but I believe that phrase is misleading because it separates words from action. It creates a dichotomy that actually doesn’t exist. You see, actions give words their power. Words mean very little without some form of follow-through. Words are like a seed, where actions are like the flower the seed will become; the promise of something more.
Men, we have some work to do. Not the physical labor that I so much enjoy. You know the type: the kind of work that gives you the feeling of accomplishment because you just sweat (and perhaps bled) a lot and now you've built something. Nor am I talking about the kind of work where a concrete problem can be solved through logical troubleshooting and some creative thinking. No, the work we have is much harder, and much more complex - which is probably why we haven't done it yet. We like to check things off our list, and feel accomplished. We don't like to sit and think about ourselves as the problem. But that doesn't mean it's untrue.
I'm talking about sexism.