My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
The Temptation of Militancy
It is easy to be militant. It is not difficult to be against. But in so doing, nothing is accomplished except antagonism and further alienation. Maybe there are times when threats of militancy may be helpful, but there has to be a time when the noise stops, when we try to hear and understand each other.
Labels:
anger,
choices,
listening,
understanding
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