The nerve of them spouting that racist crap in our lunch room. I was so upset yesterday. Upset enough to drive home mad and feel sick to my stomach most of the evening. I had to slap my mind down and lead it back to a better place over and over.
I would expect it from ‘A’ who has already aired his offensive views liberally, but I was so disappointed in ‘B’ who I really like, even hoped to make friends with. It started with the bombing in Brussels;
“That’s what they get for letting them in”
Say what? I’m still stunned…….
They started about we shouldn’t be letting “them” in. I started to counter with facts and reason until I was so blown away by ignorance I couldn’t speak.
“They come here and then we can’t pray in school or pledge allegiance to Canada.”
“They refuse to learn the language and our ways.”
” They don’t want to work and go on welfare.”
“We should be helping them in their own country.”
I was dumbfounded. Do you not know the definition of refugee? They have no home. They are fleeing the terroists. Have you not seen photos of Syria?
Apparently, not. Why would they watch any show or news story about ‘them’? They don’t want any bleedingheart liberal facts!
I had started to argue because I will always have the nerve to stand up to ignorance. I tried to tell them they were screening people, hard-working people with children. I said we needed immigrants to pay for our aging population’s old age pensions. They ignored me and just went on with the old rhetoric.
What a shame I had to hear it, you can’t un-ring a bell. But the lunch room is not the place to argue and create bad feelings. They were wrong to know they offended me and yet continue. That’s why I say, “the nerve of them” to knowingly offend me then go on and on.
They are ignorant of the facts and say the same stupid things over and over out of habit. There is nothing to fight over. I’ll try to choose love, corny as it sounds, because that’s the tool, the weapon to use against hatred and ignorance.
Thank Goodness, we have Trudeau and a government with intellect and compassion. I can try to forget these people’s comments because they don’t matter. Fortunately, they are not in charge. Hopefully, they are not the majority.
I cut my break a few minutes short to get away from the foul mouths. It was like being at my aunt’s nursing home that smells of poo and then you can still smell it on you long after you leave.
It’s most disappointing from someone I’ve been ‘friends’ with for two years, then hear this come from her.
We are all human beings living on this planet; we’re all in this together.
My hope for the future would be if Bernie Sanders got elected in the U.S. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?