The human race has become timid. Wait, that’s painting with too broad of a brush. I can’t very well say that Kim Jong Ill or the corpse formerly known as Saddam Hussein were timid, but then they’re both, arguably, insane. That may well negate their inherent timidity.
Lets narrow my focus. Americans have become timid. There was a time when Americans would stand up and cry “This is not right!” when their government or another government was behaving badly. Or when the private sector started taking advantage. But not today. No, today Americans go along to get along. They will take nearly any kind of abuse or ridiculous treatment because they’re scared of rocking the boat, calling attention to themselves.
Where are this generation’s outspoken voices? Our X? Our Dr. King? Our Thomas Jefferson, penning our Declaration? Our Mr. Smith on his way to Washington? We’re all too damn scared. Scared that if we say something, we’ll be punished, fired, ostracized, whatever. We want to fit in so very badly that we will go along with what we know is wrong, deep in our bones, because it’s what everyone else is doing and we want to feel included.
So I’m the square peg. I complain. I stand up. I quit my job on principle when the news turned its back on Journalism. Now I’m about to lose another job because I will not sacrifice my morals. My honor means more than that, and ours, as a nation, should too.
At the next election, don’t vote for these wishy-washy candidates trying to be everyone’s friend. Demand better. Find a man who will speak his mind and back him. Does he sound a little scary? Good! You probably need a good scare to shake you out of your placid and pathetic mode of thinking.
When you see someone being mistreated at work because they won’t go along with the immoral practices being forced upon them, stand up for them. What are you afraid of? Being fired? It happens. Guess what? You start over.
Americans used to take risks. They used to embrace failure as a learning experience. Now we can’t fail. It’s not allowed. Kids can’t fail classes. Employees can’t be demoted back to where they did some good. We can’t take risks because its such a fucking tragedy if it blows up in our faces. Wrong. It’s a lesson learned. Get back on the damn horse.
I may be unemployed soon. I may be desperate. But it will pass. I’ll find a job. It may be menial, but that’s not important. It’s just a starting point, a building block. A springboard. A launchpad from which to hurl my chances once again into the teeth of fate. And I am not afraid.