Sometime in January, I was reminded of the scum in us. Not necessarily because my life had been devoid of human deviousness, but that experience was unique.
That sombre day, I sat facing my accuser-a supposed friend who accused me of some falsehood. It was a set-up of some sort, in retaliation for a “No” spoken in good conscience. Even then, I felt It was an error. So I tried to dialogue and point out the absurdity of such words and maybe action (well, I now understand not to dialogue with the devil, but wage war instead).
But then the tears came. First in tiny droplets, then in mighty hailstones; leading to a feeling of total helplessness.
Back to my story.
So this fiend continued to prey on my susceptibility, with words and threat, until my sister arrived and in one sentence called him bluff, and scattered the whole scheme. As we started to leave, I got a grip on myself; my control returned and I laughed. How couldn’t I see though the ploy all along, I thought.
Anyway, that event taught me to be patient with otherwise logical, sensible adults, who at some point seem not to be reasoning alright.
A “friend”proved himself a scum and I have encountered women who project the notion that men are scum. Yet, with no intention of being the devil’s advocate, I think:
Men are not scum
yet humans (male or female) can be scum
we choose our paths.
And if you have ever encountered women that are scum
hold your peace, I am not every woman
and you don’t have to be every man.
Let life lessons teach you, not harden you.
When I encounter a vile human, I hope to stand my ground. But if I break into a torrent of tears instead, I pray you come save me.
As I punch this keyboard, It is my wish it doesn’t draw blood, but do understand that retribution and reward awaits all action of ours.
I would love to read your thoughts and experiences regarding “men are scum” or just the scum issue.