“Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all; together we stand; divided, we fall…”
— Pink Floyd, Hey You
“An eye for an eye only makes the world blind.”
“You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one…”
— John Lennon, Imagine
“I have a dream…”
— Martin Luther King Jr.
Just for this one article, I am breaking my silence on all things political.
As is much of the country, I am outraged with what has happening at America’s southern border. I have my opinions regarding the current administration, and what is happening to our country and around the world.
However, that is not the point of this article. I am not going to write about my politics, my opinions, or my outrage. Today, I want to write about something else.
It occurred to me this morning that, more than ever, we are being divided. We are identified by our divisions: Democrat, Republican, liberal, conservative, and so on. And that is the problem.
There have been studies performed in which individuals identify closely with groups to which they relate. In these cases, people in groups will defend their groups, no matter what the groups are doing, and regardless of whether the groups’ actions are perceived as being good or bad, right or wrong.
I am not a psychologist, so I won’t pretend that I know anything about these studies (disclosure: I did do research on groupthink when I was in grad school). Nevertheless, what they seem to reveal is that we relate strongly to the groups to which we relate. And we will defend our groups, no matter how right or wrong the groups’ actions are.
I do understand the effects of group dynamics. I say this because I am a sports fan, and few things test our group loyalties more than sports. I root for the Yankees, Syracuse, and RPI. As a result, I stand firmly behind my teams, and I tend to hold some contempt for the Red Sox, Mets, Georgetown, Boston College, Union, and Clarkson. Many of my friends are Red Sox fans (heck, I’m married to one!), Mets fans, Union College, and Clarkson University alumni. Yes, it is true that we will occasionally trash-talk each other when our teams face off against one another, but at the end of the day, they are just games and entertainment. I will still sit down with them over a drink and pleasant conversation.
Likewise, I have many friends who are on both sides of the (major party) political aisle. I have friends of many races, religions (or even atheists), cultures, and creeds. However, no matter where they stand on their viewpoints, I respect each and every one of them. And there, I believe, is the difference. No matter where we stand, we need to listen to and respect the other side. One of the issues regarding group identification is that we do not listen to the other side. We lose complete respect and empathy for anyone who is our “opponent.” That is where communication breaks down, and that is where divisions occur.
What we need is something that unites us. We are not Democrats, Republicans, Christians, Jews, Muslims, Americans, Canadians, Europeans, Africans, Asians, white, black, yellow, or brown.
What we are is human.
Nelson Mandela united a divided South Africa behind rugby, a story depicted in the movie Invictus. What will be our uniting moment? For those of us in North America, I was thinking about something like the 2026 World Cup, but that is a long way off.
I don’t know what that something is, but we need to find it, and fast. We are being torn apart by our divisions, and it could potentially kill us. If you don’t believe me, take a look at our past history regarding wars and conflicts. The American Civil War comes to mind.
I don’t know how much of a difference writing this article will make. I am just one voice in the wilderness. But if writing this contributes to changing the world for the better, then I will have accomplished something.
We now return you to your period of political silence.