Free speech was brutally attacked in Paris. Terrorists killed 12 in an attack on the office of the satirical magazine, Charlie Hebdo. Someone took offense at their satire and took lives.
Remember the childhood rhyme “sticks and stones may break my
bones, but words will never hurt me!” My parents taught me to let the words roll
off my back because sometime somewhere someone’s words will offend me or will be
counter to my own thoughts. Other than
my feelings, when nothing else is hurt, get over it. Why escalate a perceived slight into
violence?
We have warnings on movies and music CDs that warn us of the
content. If we don’t like a show on
television, we can change the channel or turn it off. If we don’t like what someone says, we can
tune them out, walk away or avoid them.
We have choices. People get
offended, but it is their choice to be offended. A long time ago, someone told me that no one
can make me mad, I choose to be mad. When
you get right down to it, yeah, I could as easily chosen otherwise.
But when someone makes a choice to be offended, then
escalate their discord to violence, that is so outside the bounds of social
etiquette that it is barbaric. What is
even sadder is it seems this was done to vindicate a slight to their prophet, a
prophet that was referred to in the Quran as a “mercy to the worlds”. There is no honor there.
I don’t agree with all that is said; not by a mile. When the Westboro Baptists protested soldier’s
funerals, by no means did I agree. But
rather than hating them and escalating a response into violence, we rallied
around the soldier’s families and shut them out. I chose to get mad, but I reacted by voicing
my disgust and joining the wave of honorable people that spoke out against
them. There are more of us than there
are haters in that church and we too have a voice. As the adage goes, fight fire with fire.
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