I’m backlogged with things to write about and I don’t like waiting more than a couple days to get it down on paper so some of these stories are going to move quick.
I detoured back through Georgia to meet up with a gal I got coffee with in Savannah. Elizabeth and I met in a library – she was studying, I was writing. She had an animated personality even before I explained my trip, and we both lit up as I got further into the details. Over coffee we decided that if the timing worked out between her job interview in Atlanta and my departure from South Carolina, we would try to meet up again. And that’s how we found ourselves at the Porter Beer Bar sharing a pull-apart pretzel last Sunday afternoon (3/29/15).
Most people would describe Elizabeth and I as very different people. She, the spiritual yoga instructor with a Ph.D in physical therapy. Me, the logical engineer and amateur writer. But I think we clicked because we agreed on a single simple philosophy, which I will summarize as “Why be rude when being kind is so easy.”
Anyways.. it gets too personal from there on, but I have two solid takeaways from our meet up. Number one, it’s been about two years since I was last compelled to be romantic with someone. It was refreshing. Number two, it’s another piece of evidence supporting my suspicion that it pays to be open to conversation with people you haven’t met. You can never know who you’ll meet or where you’ll find them.
Again, I feel bad for glossing over the life of one of the greatest visionaries in the history of the United States and the Social Movement, a phenomenal, nearly step-wise improvement for people valuing themselves and people valuing each other, but I’ll condense my feelings to this: We are on a one way path towards equality in all its different forms.
There are relatively small groups or events that work against love and understanding, but these are short term variances on the long term trend towards equality. I am convinced that it’s an eventuality, one that follows naturally from having a more closely connected global community.
The only question I have to ask myself is what can I do to make the process happen efficiently (sooner and smoother).
Also, don’t think of it as a single goal, like one day the president of the world will stand up and say, “Way to go guys. We did it, good job.” But over time each successive generation will find less and less utility in discrimination, and we will asymptotically approach a more fair future.