Everyone has an opinion but nobody knows all the answers: why people should corner their instincts
People do not seem to realize that their opinion of the world is also a confession of character.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
This world seems like it’s not enough for all of us .
Lately, I have been following the news, local and worldwide. Each time I let myself get into this whirlwind of information, where anyone can make headlines from an image, a sentence or a clip of a video, I come to realize that people have been lost in the updates.
World has become cruel, its citizens always look to hurt whoever is next to them.
Most of the time, based on their difference in color, religion, nationality or far more, because of their disagreement in words which they cannot refute in a peaceful debate.
No, they lack in ways of talking and prefer reactions of cavemen: the only difference is that the stick has been replaced with something else while the animal instinct still remains.
Worst of all, people still believe that they are superior from others who should seize to exist from their country. Sounds like a WWII scenario but there has been always a replay on the background. It is easier to get the idea about superiority over a group of people without having any higher in value characteristic that could differentiate them.
Besides, if you choose to disagree, you become their enemy at once. So they have to cut you. But they will need forces to achieve such thing.
Fake news from media was always an easy task: hide the full source, select the part worthy for your story and spread to the public, always along with a piece of leading information. Because, they may get lost in translation.
And it makes me sad, when I see people as a roaring crowd, without any reasoning, but with only the goal to eliminate their target with their fists. Especially young ones, those thought to be the light in the darkness of history’s past. Those who were supposed to choose dialogue over hurting, words instead of kickings.
Still, I am not the only crazy to believe there is always hope.
Yesterday, I was talking with my cousin online. He is working in the capital city of the country as teacher, almost a year and more away from his birthplace. He told me a story that moved me. Especially, because it came from an 8-years old kid.
On the final match for the cup, two football teams, one from the capital (AEK) and the other (PAOK) from the second biggest city of Greece, had to compete for the trophy. There was a great game, where the second won.
My cousin got into a discussion with a student from the class he teaches, where the kid expressed his opinion about those rival teams.
Both of them came from Istanbul. Both have a similar logo with a two-headed eagle, based on the byzantine flag, except their color and their bases. Both are teams of refugees who found shelter in this country.
Fun fact: the same teams ended in last year’s cup final, where violent public riots took place.
While they were talking, he noted their common characteristics and he decide to keep on cheering for both teams, since both of them are like “cousins”,and they have nothing to divide, but only to gain from each other.
This kid is lucky to realize that there should be a unity among people. Despite of minor differences, he could argue in a more mature way than most of the adults around him.
And hearing stories like these, what else could put a smile on your face?
I am glad that you read until here.
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Why do you think people could be driven into violent reactions? Why do they choose this instead of dialogue about their problems?
