I met Jack back when I was doing telemarketing. He was young, hot-tempered, idealistic, and thoroughly brain-washed by the educational system and the media, so he was basically a politically correct socialist. Still, he was honest, stood up for what he believed was right, and seemed basically kind and compassionate towards others. He also had a high IQ, I believe, and a surprising amount of knowledge. I told him once, with all sincerity, that if I’d had a son like him, I would think that I’d done fairly well in that department. The problem was that knowledge and IQ do NOT add up to wisdom. Jack was unwise in many ways, but I wrote that off to the lack of experience that is youth.
I’ve stayed in contact with him online and have enjoyed most of our conversations. Unfortunately, His “Bernie bias” doesn’t let him see anything positive about conservatism or constitutionalism. Over the years, we’ve had many discussions over political matters, mostly when he disagreed with my posts. Strangely, for someone with the amount of knowledge and education available to him, he often questioned my words or beliefs without getting the facts that were readily available to him. Plus, in the years I’ve known him, he hasn’t shown one iota of movement from the left toward the center. With all the historical facts available to him and with all the wisdom to be gleaned even from a few years of living and watching world events, he still has the mindset he did when I first met him.
A few weeks ago, I told him that I was done debating him. There were no hard feelings, but that I knew that we would never change one another’s outlook, so I wasn’t going to even go through the motions anymore. It wasn’t that I expected him to like who I like politically, or believe everything that I believe, but it was so clear that he was permanently brain-washed that any facts that didn’t back up what he’d been taught would be ignored or totally disbelieved. I guess what I felt the most was disappointment in him and sadness, knowing that his mind would never break free of the chains that held it.
Tonight, he took an opposing view of a meme that I’d posted. He may even have been correct in what he said, but he said it without considering the facts about the other side of the issue. As it turned out then, his point was basically mute, since HIS political heroes were guilty of what he was accusing one of my political preferences of doing.
Somehow, it just felt like enough was enough. Not only did I unfriend him, I blocked him. I’m just simply done with him. Six years is long enough to wait for a kid to start growing up. They say whatever you are by age 30, personality-wise, you generally remain. Jack isn’t too far from 30. I guess I should be thinking of someone else to leave my antique hand tools to when I croak. Life always has to get complicated; few other folks would even be interested. I’ll still pray for him some, but that chapter in my life is closed. It saddens me some, though; I had high hopes for him. © 2017