I found myself involved in a couple of online debates Monday that I wasn’t happy about. In both cases, someone who disagrees with me attacked me personally about that disagreement. In both cases, I felt attacked personally and responded more harshly than I meant to. I avoid those kinds of arguments these days, so they both upset me — partly at the other people, but partly at myself.
Both of the debates were about military action around the world. The specifics don’t matter, but in both cases, the other person was attacking the idea that the United States has behaved inappropriately with some military actions around the world in the last decade or so. (In one of the cases, the woman called those of us who opposed her position “dissenters,” as though that was a vile thing to be.) The truth is that arguments such as these don’t end up being about the subjects themselves. The arguments end up very personal. They end up between two people (or more) who have very different views of the world — and it’s about each trying to convince the other than his model of reality is the correct one.
How in the world can we deal with humans living together when we see the world in so many different ways? And does it have to be this way?

Will better marketing make you love state-controlled medical industry?
Good artists show us what we can’t yet see with our own eyes
What is your measure of success? For me, meaning keeps changing
Inner alarm is louder every day; big changes must come to my life
Gloria Allred wants free speech for her, but not for Rush Limbaugh
What would your obit say about you — if you could write it yourself?
Until I can have the family I need, I’ll spend my Thanksgiving alone
When you’re finally facing death, how many people will love you?
Black Friday orgy of consumerism makes me very uncomfortable