The media teaches us that seeing someone down is a spectator sport. Seeing someone up is a commercial break awaiting their downfall. The thing is whether a person is up or down is of little consequence to the spectator, though down does draw the biggest crowd. Is it that we feel better about ourselves when we see someone else down, down down? Is it that we feel inadequate seeing someone up?
I think it makes the angels cry chin soaking tears seeing us behave so foolishly. Lamar Odom has enough to deal with without us throwing our glares onto his field. The nameless homeless woman has big enough troubles without the added insult of us crossing the street to avoid the awkward exchange we, not she has created. Poor uncle Charlie knows his predicament and the liabilities his vices have caused. He could use a recess from the judgement enveloped in spite.
Thing is, when we are up we need love as much as when we are down, maybe more. And when we get back up, we well remember how we were treated when we were down there climbing.
I think it makes the angels cry chin soaking tears seeing us behave so foolishly. Lamar Odom has enough to deal with without us throwing our glares onto his field. The nameless homeless woman has big enough troubles without the added insult of us crossing the street to avoid the awkward exchange we, not she has created. Poor uncle Charlie knows his predicament and the liabilities his vices have caused. He could use a recess from the judgement enveloped in spite.
Thing is, when we are up we need love as much as when we are down, maybe more. And when we get back up, we well remember how we were treated when we were down there climbing.
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