the lost art of using your brain (and heart)
i saw this video featured on digg.com and i felt like punching this complete idiot (i feel violent sometimes but i never carry it out… i promise i don’t have an anger issue… i don’t think…)
check it out. a girl drops the F-Bomb in her frantic request to 911 for an ambulance so the cop on the other line decides to give her a lesson in minding her verbal manners:
can you believe the nerve of this crazy man?
a life could have been lost because he felt that he should make a stand for his lame “morals” in a time of crisis. someone’s father is on the floor convulsing, about to die, leave
his daughter to fend for herself much too soon and you’re going to deny her aid on account of her foul mouth? RIDICULOUS. STUPID. DEAF.
as my anger subsided just enough for me to think somewhat normally, i realized that we do this kind of idiotic thing all the time.
How many times have we overlooked and denied a plea for help because our values, beliefs, morals, or convictions were violated?
We are part of a hurting world that keeps dialing in for help yet we continue to hang up because in our holy stupor we refuse to tolerate foul mouths, tattoos, piercings in all the wrong places, alternate lifestyles and sexual orientation, tattered clothes, perpetual drunkenness and even unproven allegations of child molestation and perceived craziness (i’m sorry, MJ).
i think we forget sometimes that we need to respond to the need before we can make any moral or spiritual stand. Compassion will build the bridge for conversations and love will give us the credibility we need to speak into a situation or social issue.
i hope we can all be a people who will send the ambulance knowing that the “F-bomb”, though offensive, is actually warranted and is part of the real cry for help. let’s use our brains again, our hearts again, and in this case, our ears again.