The Case for Listening

Joshua Arnao
Mar 27, 2018 · 2 min read

In the past few weeks a lot has happened. Somehow, in the mix of the usual school shootings and subsequent outrage that is always short lived, people are still talking.


The NRA is talking.

News pundits are talking.

Student activists are talking.

Man, that is a lot of talking.

At some point, for some unknown reason, we stopped being able to listen. There are a lot of reasons for this, the most obvious being we don’t really care about what anyone else has to say. Everyone is a genius, everyone is an expert.


Today, this gem popped up in my Facebook feed.

As a parent, I believe for my kids what I believe for myself, we are all capable of changing the world. I know, I am an idiot, but these crazy Parkland kids are holding the attention of every person on both sides of the gun argument for longer than anyone else has before.

I know, listening is hard. It makes us feel strange. It pushes the focus off of us. I know it is easy to share a meme that makes fun of the youth and it may seem funny to have a joke at their expence…

Here is the burn though, the joke is on all of us.

These kids, yeah kids, that is what they are, have been through an incredible ordeal and they are choosing to place themselves in the public eye to stand up for what they believe in. This takes more effort than photoshopping some pics together with text.

Now, in regards to that meme. I am guessing that most of the middle to upper class NRA folks who want to crap all over a peaceful march for life pay somebody to mow their lawns. I would even go a step further and say they couldn't start a lawnmower right now and would be enraged if you posted a meme about them not being able to mow their own yard.

Okay, back on track.

Refusing to believe that the next generation can’t actually make a difference is giving them a prison sentence that forces them to stay in the same spot we are in. The one where kids fear going to school, one where their children will have some damn scary odds of being executed someday while they live so far up their own rear ends because they cannot fathom someone taking their “rights” away from them, even at the expense of someone else’s life.

So yeah, shut up.


These kids are just like you were someday, you know, when you still believed in a better tomorrow.

Joshua Arnao

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