Incredulous

 

For some reason, as we experienced the first real snow (and accumulation) of the season, I thought of the difficulty of communication with someone who does not want to hear you. Your thoughts and concerns arrive to ears that are deaf to you and your concerns. I thought of the horrible affairs in the world, from Ukraine to the Middle East and thought of those who want to torture and offend and then not ever listen, attempting to put guilt where it does not belong.

I thought of a college friend from long ago who one day decided that talking to me just was not happening. Despite pleas and cajoling of all sorts, I was raging at a silence that I could not conquer. It lasted weeks and although I do not any longer remember the particulars, I don’t remember how it ended. One thing I do know, I never understood the reason for the silence and thus it has remained to this day.

I thought of the audacity of those who think that they are so important that they need not hear the other side. They argue and rage but do not let us speak and if we do, it is a total waste of our time and voice.

I think of the shortness of life and how that affects this situation. How can we be so egotistical as to think that we can use others as emotional punching bags while accusing them of all sorts of things and then not hear them?

I also think of communicating with others and then receiving no response whatsoever. Yet, when they want something, we hear about it and a quick reaction is expected. What is up with that?

The world crisis is happening in every corner of our lives and people are seriously affected. Maybe that is the cause of all of this. Can we blame it on the Pandemic?

About Richard Koerner

Seventy something, father, papi, educator, organizer, Francophile, traveler, amateur photographer, gardener, cyclist, kayaker, calligrapher, cinephile, reader, and overall renaissance type human being.
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