(I jotted down this blog post immediately after waking from a dream this morning. Apparently my subconscious had a few things to say.)
Amazing how much when I am in a dream and I am screaming, that these are the words that will echo over and over in my head afterwards.
I dreamt I was camping at an SCA event. And people were shouting at each other, discourse and troubling arguments, including political, social, and philosophical arguments. But everything was about the shouting. Finally, I jumped up and interrupted somebody. And my shouting response went as this.
I am SICK and TIRED of all of the SCREAMING discourse in this place. If you had come to me and simply said, “my Lady, I understand that we have a disagreement on these matters but since I value your opinion, could you perhaps spare 10 minutes to spend speaking with me on these things?”
And I would reply to you, “Not only do I have 10 minutes for you, but I have 10 times the respect for you and I have *15* minutes for this matter. But for now, I am going to sit down and STOP SHOUTING because none of these people around us in this campground signed up to hear me screaming and shouting at them, except as a Herald upon the field!”
And there was suddenly applause all throughout the campground, and I went back to my seat and sat down.
This is finally *my* solution to the things I have significant problems with about social media, or some of the various clubs or communities that I am a participant in.
Stop SHOUTING at me when I am trying to relax and enjoy myself. If you have a disagreement, offer me a limited time for us to have regular conversation. But stop the SHOUTING at me in public (literal or figurative).