Here in the United States, it’s been a strange week. An uncertain week.
For my part, I’d like to reblog this piece I wrote back in July, which I believe is just as relevant now as it was then.
The human race is not a jigsaw puzzle. We’re not perfectly shaped pieces that all fit into a greater whole, together forming a perfect image. Instead — whether by grace, fate, or coincidence, depending on your beliefs — we are jagged-edged oddities, each one misshapen and clunky, each one reaching out for a sense of belonging.
We all have our flaws. That’s common knowledge, sure, but something that can’t be repeated enough. And probably one of the human race’s worst tendencies — if not the worst tendency — is our terrible urge to tribalize. To fragment. To sort ourselves into categories. To differentiate between a supposedly good, just, and moral “us”… and to then contrast this so-called us against a diametrically opposed “them,” who is supposedly unkind, unjust, and immoral.
This line of thinking bottles entire groups of people according to a handful of exaggerated traits, ripping away each person’s individuality. Thankfully, human language has…
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