It’s one thing to demand justice for those who cannot obtain it themselves. That is noble, and just.
It’s quite another to lament all day about the guy who absent mindedly stole your place in the self checkout lane. To lay in accusations of malice when ignorance would otherwise do.
I’ll grant you that the way things should be is very often at odds with the way things are. But no person I’ve met who I would describe as an obsessively negative person could ever be labeled an optimist. Their view of the world is always one of conflict. No grace given for innocent mistakes, no breath taken when the weight of the world comes down upon their shoulders in a way that simply cannot be changed. These people are ever the victim of their own mentality.
I wonder if they can experience joy because they seem hard wired to find the fault in every bit of happiness. To seek out sour grapes and bitter apples in every bowl of sweet fruit.
Oh my God the HEMMING and HAWING when suggesting easier immigration to one of these bigots.
They will do anything to avoid answering that question. It’s really disgusting