National Hug Day: Where's the Love?Dana Rousmaniere
Americans are aaaaaangry. Times are tough. And, geez, it’s really showing. Everywhere you turn, people are walking all over each other and then getting all grumpy about it. F-bombs are flying. Just the other day, I stumbled upon an article about a Broadway show, where people were calling each other feminine hygiene products in the comments section—all over whether the show’s actress was super talented or not. Really? The level of hostility and vitriole sometimes just seems so … unnecessary.
It’s all got me scratching my head a little bit, thinking: “Who raised these people?!”
Seriously… where is the love, people? I mean, for god’s sake, it’s national hug day! Maybe we don’t have to get all touchy feely sitting around the campfire singing kumbaya, but can we at least stop walking over other people’s kids and then glaring at their parents like it’s their fault? (Yes, it happens. See the link after the jump.)
Can we not call someone an ignorant fatherless love child just because their perspective on the world might be slightly different from our own? Would it kill us just to be a little more civil?
Parents: there’s still hope for the next generation. They already seem to have a pay-it-forward mindset. And they certainly don’t seem to need a national holiday to start handing out the hugs. But, what’s the magic bullet? What’s that little seed that we can plant in our kids right here, right now that will teach them to grow up and … oh, I don’t know … stop behaving like this.
(I could go on, but I digress. Ahem.)
In the words of President Harry S. Truman: The buck stops here. It’s up to us, parents. Stop the madness!
(Oh, and … big hug. XO.)