Two days ago I was walking through the hallway in my building and these two young women, probably both around 20 years old, were yelling at each other. One young woman was African American, the other was Indian.
"I don't like you! I don't like you!" one of them was saying.
The other said, "That's fine. I don't like you."
The first responded, "Listen, I don't like you. I DO NOT have to respect you."
Part of me SO wanted to butt in and say something, anything. I know it wasn't my place, wasn't my conversation, wasn't my business, but I wanted to say, "You know, I'm pretty sure that's how wars start...just because we don't like someone makes us think we don't have to respect them!"
It's such an unfortunate line of thinking. Just because I have different beliefs or lifestyle from someone else doesn't automatically make it acceptable to not show that person respect. It was incredibly frustrating to listen to. On my way back from the mail room it was still going on, and I kept my mouth shut.
It's funny when we think about how we judge and assess people, but then, when you take off our skin, we all look pretty much exactly the same inside! Exactly the same! We're all red and pink and purple and bloody and goopy and exactly the same on the inside.
That is all.