Personal Responsibility

Personal responsibility is a theme that keeps popping up in my life.

Work is in a state of chaos. We lost a manager. I heard she got fired. I suspect (with no way of verifying) that she defended a particular worker whose behavior was disrespectful and unacceptable on every level. When she defended the indefensible, her behavior became problematic. I heard that she said that someone was hurling racist comments at the unacceptable worker’s behavior. If that is the case, then that person needs to go as well. I won’t defend the indefensible.

Then there’s the political chaos we are watching now. After Trump fomenting an insurrection, suddenly many Republicans have developed a conscience. “We didn’t know he was that unstable.” That is crap. Everyone knew he was that unstable. Four years ago. I don’t know if it was Dr. Phil or Maya Angelou that said, “When someone tells you or shows you who they are, believe them,” but that’s the truth. These politicians get no brownie points whatsoever for suddenly having a conscience two weeks before the new administration comes in. The reality is simple: these Trump sycophants bet their political fortunes on a egomaniacal, narcissistic psychopath–and lost the bet. They thought they could do damage control. They were wrong. May they never be taken seriously again.

I am speaking from personal experience. My brothers did a lot of drugs and alcohol when I was growing up. Not everything they did was legal. Or intelligent, to say the least. When I defended their stupidity, the response I got was universal: “Wow, there’s something really wrong with that family. I thought Cindy was the smart one. Guess I was wrong.” My intelligence got questioned because I was defending the stupidity of others. Not okay.

The lesson is simple: who and what you defend is a direct reflection on your character. Period. Be careful. Defend the wrong thing or person and your reputation may never recover.

About cdhoagpurple

I live in Michigan. I was Greek Orthodox (and previously Protestant), but now am more Buddhist than anything. I am single now (through the till-death-do-you-part clause of the marriage contract). My husband Barry was a good man and celebrated 30 years in AA. I am overly educated, with an MBA. My life felt terminally in-limbo while caring for a sick husband, but I am free now. I see all things as being in transition. Impermanence is the ultimate fact of life. Nothing remains the same, good or bad.

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