I don’t really want to be connected to a group. I don’t know why I’m that way. I love to be around people. All kinds of people. It doesn’t even matter if they’re nice. Maybe because my DNA matches so many regions around the world – and I draw on all of them by the way – I prefer living in a multi-ethnic environment.
I don’t have to like particular features of your culture and don’t tell me to accept your ways as a condition of anything. I accept only your humanity and right to exist, not the parts of your culture that demean the human creature or any other creature.
Those whose ancestry is limited to one region probably prefer to be with people from only that region. It’s a preference predetermined by one’s DNA (deoxynucleic acid).
Discriminating against someone or shaming someone or a group of someones, because they prefer the company of people from a particular region of the world is exactly as stated – a discrimination. It works both ways however. For a group that is more comfortable with those who look, talk and eat like they do, to discriminate against everybody else is as stated – a discrimination.
By you shaming or blocking or isolating them serves no useful purpose. Name one beyond the joy of psychological torture when you’re the one inflicting the pain.
For me, the whole group thing doesn’t allow me the freedom to be me. Groups do that. There are rules of conduct that reflect certain views, that if not adhered to or followed, then excommunication from the group results. That’s the discrimination that occurs within the group. All groups are the same in that regard.
There are always people within those isolated singular-ethnic groups, who experience the surge of wanting to see what’s outside their world on the other side of the invisible fence. They’re called explorers for that reason. All cultures accept those members of their respective groups who do that. They return with knowledge of different places and Peoples and habits.
It’s the explorers who bring the world together, but as people migrate or emigrate they bring their invisible fences with them and set up their congregations where they land. They develop networks that shuffle people to new locations where similar people have settled. It makes perfect ancestral sense. People want to be with their living ancestors.
What the world fears is assimilation. I don’t want their culture. They don’t want yours. So the invisible fences stay.
No one to date has found the key to unlock that fear. People don’t want to change the way they are. They want everybody else to change to their way. Unfortunately the oldest civilizations are the most resistant to change.
That’s why it’s called resistance. Half the USA wanted change that created a better more organized less wasteful, less fearful country sixteen years post 911. The other half wanted things to stay the way they were, chipping away, while holding onto the “never going to actually get there or by the time we do nobody will care mentalities. Slowpokers I call them now.
Slowpokers over time become high maintenance.
Somebody who makes a feverish attempt at staying slow is resisting the inevitable faster pace required for meaningful positive progress.
The world needs a common cause. That’s the key.
Animal Rights has been selected.