The Peace of Helping Each Other Out

I find I still have high expectations of folk. I expect us all to be courteous and kind. No exceptions.

If your candidate won or didn’t, you are and your neighbor is an American.

We may have very different ideas. We can still expect respect and have it expected of us.

Those whose dreams were not realized will need some time to figure out how we fit ourselves in, what we see our work to be. Those whose hopes came true had best find out how they will be a part of the government they elected.

I am not a strategist. I don’t know what to do next, but I know this: Peace is still the unwavering goal. Kindness and respect still pave the road.



That’s No Way to Win the Game, Dears!

Dear Bartender and Priestess,

My husband and I recently went to our granddaughter’s softball tournament, and got to witness some appalling behavior on the behalf of the opposing teams’ coaches. Both coaches, from both teams.

One coach got up into the umpire’s face because of a call. Continue reading

The Peace of La Politesse

I’m not the only person saying this, by a long shot. But we’re not spending enough time in one another’s company. And when we don’t, we tend to forget that there’s a real person at the other end of our communication.

Easy social give and take is anything but easy. Like all arts, while some people are naturally gifted, the rest of us have to practice. I watch people who start or finish a conversation with a soft touch, the right amount of hello and good bye, sweet admiration and firm boundary. It’s really quite lovely. Some long ago Frenchman, (i had his quote on my wall for years, you’d think I’d remember his name) was heard to say that Politeness was like the air in tires, not strictly necessary, but it made the ride a lot smoother. My friend Peg Streep just wrote an article about incivility and drama on the internet. Technology adds so much, I’m in contact with so many more people, reading so many differing points of view… but it is not intimate… and yet we can’t afford to speak with one another in any other way.

One of the pieces of the Steubenville rape case that haunts me is the fact that of all those children none were moved, if not to stop something scary themselves, to sneak away and call the police. That shows a lack of relationship to one self and one another. And a lack of respect. We keep asking questions that start with how long will it take for us to? Well, it’d better start now.

What do you think? what can we do? What does civility look like in a digital age. How do we continue to make the personal, human connections? How do we put the civil back in civilization?