two quotes

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My recent time away allowed for some increased observation. It’s a fun exercise… you sit back, relax, take a little bit of extra time, maybe where never intended…

Breathe, say very little, refrain from comment…

You watch what everyone else is doing. You watch it. Consider it. No judgment.

I’m not talking about the quirkish, cultural sport of people watching; you know the one… you select a solid location… stay unobtrusive… watch with good intent… etc., etc., etc. (note: part of that was borrowed from “Wiki’s How to Do Anything”… can you believe it? We actually have an available guide as to “How to Begin People Watching.”).

What I more observed was what people are talking about — what we’re focused on.

Put away for a moment all Trump and Clinton conversation. Sorry, but this has become a little too much for me. We’re electing a president — not deciding who is king or God (… who, by the way, never runs against any noteworthy suitor).

Over the past three weeks, people have focused on much…

On Olympic swimmer Ryan Lochte — and was he or was he not, robbed in Rio at gunpoint…

On the release of “Suicide Squad,” DC Comic’s latest, greatest theatrical release, where a team of dangerous criminals are utilized as supposedly disposable assets in high-risk missions for the United States government… (… am I the only one who isn’t that comfortable doing anything under the potential promotion of “suicide”?)…

And then there was this past weekend… on the NFL quarterback who refused to stand during the National Anthem, suggesting that he’s intentionally protesting an oppressive country… (… never mind that his past behavior has been questionable)…

It’s amazing to me what we focus on.

I’ll grant you this: sometimes the media drives — or attempts to drive — our focus. I really dislike that. There’s too much bias in our media.

All that said, I don’t think as a culture, we’re all that wise on what we focus on. Two reasons why… and finally… today’s two quotes… from two wonderfully wise ones…

First…

“Summing it all up, friends, I’d say you’ll do best by filling your minds and meditating on things true, noble, reputable, authentic, compelling, gracious — the best, not the worst; the beautiful, not the ugly; things to praise, not things to curse.”

And second…

“Whatever we pay attention to, grows.”

Put those together. I have a feeling — granted, just a feeling — that we are paying attention to a whole lot of things that are growing, but are not that noble, reputable, best, beautiful, or wise…

I wonder why… I wonder how life would be different if our focus was, too…

Respectfully…
AR

different approaches

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Eight years ago, I sat in a local coffee shop and had a fascinating conversation. I sat with a then newfound friend who clearly approached life differently than me. Funny. I sometimes think in this polarized, political state we now live in, we’ve assumed there are only three approaches in life: left, right, and the ambiguous, undefined — mostly a route that just doesn’t want to be included with the other two.

I think we are making a significant mistake here. There are way more than three approaches…

There’s a little to the left, a little to the right… a zig zag here and there… there’s a roaming around in circles. There’s coming at it straight from the top… hovering overhead… or maybe those who zero in from somewhere on the bottom.

Some come creatively… others analytically… right brained, left brained, or some dichotomy in between.

There are our introverts, extroverts, and those introverts living in an extrovert world. There are the cautious, the meek, and those who tend to barrel the rest of us over with their exuberance and passion.

And here’s what’s beautiful: each of those approaches is ok. All may fit with the way we are each uniquely, divinely wired. What that then tells me is that there are far more than three approaches to life… maybe, quite possibly, even three zillion.

As the coffee shop conversations continued, the Intramuralist was born. My friend and I learned together that sharpening comes when we are willing to respect, honor, and learn from another’s approach. Let me be truly transparent, however; I don’t think as a society, we do that very well. We tend to hold onto to our own opinion, embolden it by camping in the vacuum of likeminded opinion, affirm it via biased news and resources, and then wholeheartedly deny or dismiss the validity of one of the other three-zillion-minus-one approaches. We, friends, are missing out. We are missing out on the sharpening that should come from one another.

In light of that backdrop, allow me to get to the point of the today’s post. Today I’d like to introduce one of my favorite events of the year, our annual Guest Writer Series. This is excellent!

Recognizing that none of us have it all figured out (and that none are going to have it all figured out, especially when exclusively immersed in the likeminded), the Guest Writer Series is a small manifestation of the Intramuralist’s mantra… that we can learn and grow from varied opinion, as long as that opinion is articulated in a way that is respectful of those who may not share the opinion. Yes, it’s true; it’s hard to learn from the person who is shouting at us; it’s hard to spend extended time with one who knowingly looks down on us because of what we believe.

In our annual summer series, you will find some ten/eleven persons who don’t all believe the same thing; they make up only a slight percentage of those three zillion approaches. But they are each committed to expressing their opinion in a way that is respectful of those who may disagree. That, is an incredibly beautiful, virtuous thing.

You will hear from men, women, and all sorts of professions. You will hear from persons in the public and private sector. You will hear from all sorts of demographic categories. And, of course, you will hear from people who approach life differently.

Do remember, that the opinions expressed may or may not be held by me; that’s not the point. While I have often published opinion that I did not hold nor agree with, the beauty of the Intramuralist is the recognition that agreement is secondary to respect. We can be sharpened through the respectful dialogue of diverse opinion.

Hence, while this semi-humble current events observer enjoys a bit of a summer respite, know that I will return in a few short weeks, refreshed and ready to roll. We have things to talk about!

Until then, enjoy this insightful series. I say again: it is excellent! Why? Because we are willing to learn from approaches different than our own. Fire up for Guest Writer #1, starting Tuesday.

Respectfully…
AR

what we cannot see

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One sentence.

That’s it.

Today, we’re going to go with just one sentence.

Want to guess what it is?

It is true that the Intramuralist has a special fondness for the following:

  • “Just do it.”
  • “Let your ‘yes’ mean ‘yes’ and your ‘no’ mean ‘no.’ ”
  • “Fire up!”
  • “Give me a second sentence.”
  • And, both “Who dey!” and “Boiler up!” (… go easy on me, please).

But today, after watching two weeks of conventions (yes, I watch them both) and being succumbed to the succeeding rants and raves on social media… watching people praise one candidate and tear town the other…

Watching the perceived increased racial tension and lack of respect for law enforcement…

And basically, watching the world go round, seemingly digressing in its polarized, intolerant state — an intolerance that exists on all sides because the one thing they aren’t tolerant of, is any legitimacy of the other side…

Watching all that, one sentence by a friend stood out to me this week. They said:

“We deny others their perspective because it does not match what we believe to be true.”

Let me say that again…

“We deny others their perspective because it does not match what we believe to be true.”

Whether we are left, right, or somewhere in between, we deny the legitimacy in another’s perspective because it does not match our own. We equate our opinion with wisdom and truth — and dismiss another as something lesser.

Friends, that dismissal is dividing our country, zapping our unity, and keeping us from loving all people well.

Whether our approach comes from the left or the right, we must quit denying what we cannot see.

Respectfully…
AR

stingy

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Minimize, maximize. Maximize, minimize.

As my madre often articulates, “We judge others by their actions — ourselves by our intentions.” In other words, we see the worst in others but the best in ourselves. Extending that one step further, in this political climate, we see the best in one candidate but the worst in the other.

Geesh. (Can I get a collective “amen”?)

We are so stingy with our grace. If it’s self or the politically likeminded, we tend to adopt the “what difference does it make” attitude. We bestow so much upon them — including the benefit of the doubt, the magnified possibility of “mis-speaking,” and the gift of second, third, and far more numerous chances.

If it’s another or the politically unlikeminded, however, we seem the first to pick up the stone.

(I thus utter another “geesh.”)

I return to the primary point of today’s post: we are stingy with our grace.

On Monday at the Republican National Convention, Donald Trump’s wife, Melania, was accused of plagiarizing Michelle Obama’s speech from 2008. Out of 1,373 words, 4 to 6 sentences were strikingly similar. Allow me, no less, not to minimize nor maximize. Plagiarism is silly to me; I think people should speak for themselves; these are smart people. Hence, I think people should admit it if/when they (or their speechwriters) do it, as the reactions to the incidents are often worse than the incidents themselves. Plagiarism is something that then presidential candidate Barack Obama was accused of in 2007, borrowing from the sitting Governor of Massachusetts — and was the impetus for then Sen. Joe Biden exiting his first presidential campaign. Ensuring full disclosure, this semi-humble current events observer really likes Joe Biden; unfortunately, though, Biden was accused of a similar, far more extensive act in law school.

People don’t need to plagiarize. Obama, Biden, and the elegant Melania Trump — it is clear each has much to say on their own. Too often the speechwriters get in their way.

But as I was sorting and sifting through the news of this week, I was astounded that more than the other 1200 words, these few sentences became the focus of many. Some even suggested it was somehow racist… how dare she steal the words of a black woman…

I’ll say it again… Geesh (… can I get another collective “amen”?)

The words of a wise friend resonate with me…

“I don’t know if the use of those words was intentional or not, but the reaction to it seems a bit over the top… It appears that we choose and justify our emotions/reactions based on which candidate we most align ourselves, despite the significance of the issue.”

Yes, we see the worst in those whose politics are dissimilar — and the best in whom we are politically aligned.

Did Melania plagiarize?
Maybe.

Did she know it?
Maybe.

Were her speechwriters responsible?
Probably.

But do we hold ourselves and the people we agree with politically to the same standards?
No way.

Geesh. We are so stingy with our grace.

Here’s hoping for something better and more… from both of the conventions and from us.

Respectfully…
AR

watch

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I find myself pondering last week and the weeks ahead…

… the racial tension…
… the intentional ambushing of police…
… the Republican and Democrat national conventions…
… the attempted coup and crackdown in Turkey…
… more details surrounding the terrorist attack in France…
… the continued evil acts of ISIS and lack of containment…
… the awful rhetoric justified on our airwaves…
… the people who go after each other in social media…
… all who want to tell us how unethical Hillary Clinton is, ignoring any “unethical” in Donald Trump…
… all who want to tell us how unethical Donald Trump is, ignoring any “unethical” in Hillary Clinton…
… the tension…
… blinders…
… grief…
… and great strife…

I find myself sitting here thinking we are focusing too much on too little. We get so caught up in an aspect or angle, and then such becomes the only thing we can see or think about. It becomes the only thing that’s important to us. And thus, respect, listening, healthy dialogue, etc., they get thrown way behind on the priority back burner.

Let me be clear. By no means am I suggesting that any of the above are unimportant. Of course not. Each deserves our time, attention, reflection, and prayer. What I am instead posing is that sometimes we become so wrapped up — even in one thing that’s important — that we allow all else to crumble to the ground…

… We unfriend people… after a heated exchange, we suggest “we never knew them”…

… We justify insult…

… We say we don’t care who we hurt…

And then we do. We hurt other people. It’s the whole “mad as hell and not going to take it anymore” attitude. (Note: such attitude tends not to do well on the “winning friends and influencing people” idea. Just saying.) 

On my recent birthday, after years of desire, I was given a long coveted watch. It was significantly pricier than most, but it was a splurge by my spouse wanting to honor me in a thoughtful, unordinary way. Three days after his gift, still moved by my hub’s generosity, I dropped the delicate timepiece in the wrong way at the wrong time at the wrong place, immediately smashing it into countless pieces. I was shocked…

I was shocked and mad and teary and upset, and I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I craved that for so long!!

And then I lost it.

After an extended gasp and a quick call to my spouse, he (demonstrating one of the multiple, wonderful reasons why I married him), immediately reminded me to keep what’s most important, most important… Don’t let it take on a life all of it’s own… Don’t let it totally derail you… Don’t let it cause you to lose sight of all else.

Yes, I am understandably very sad about my once new watch. Even though material, it was important to me. I don’t know if we will replace it.

But such circumstance and all the justified, accompanying emotion will not stand in the way of those many other important things…

… that still deserve my time, attention, reflection, and prayer.

Respectfully…
AR

birthday wishes

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So it’s true… over the weekend was my birthday. Not the birthday of the Intramuralist (which, by the way shall turn 8 in November — which we will excitedly speak of then!), but my own date of birth.

A fascinating phenomena took place, no less…

Via cards, calls, texts, tweets, emails and Facebook wall posts, I was able to speak with several of you. That means a lot to me.

Years ago I can remember thinking something along the lines of… My time with each person on this Earth is limited… I want to make the most of every opportunity — maximize each moment… so whether at the salad bar in the grocery or sitting in those sweet and sweaty baseball stands, my desire is to utilize my God-given gifts to listen to and encourage whoever else may be there…

Maybe it’s the result of the strong, enduring influence by my parents and grandparents — including a wise preacher, teacher, and bartender. But every interaction is important to me. My desire is to encourage and sharpen well.

I thought about what I might wish for on my birthday… if I could wish anything…

Dream with me, if you will…

I want us to get along.

Call me sappy, sentimental, wishy-washy, you-name-it, but it’s my birthday; I get to choose what I want.

I’m truthfully not too keen on the idea — in this messy, messy world — that we can all somehow get along utilizing some of the more Band-Aid-like mantras — like, “let’s agree to disagree.” No, that doesn’t cut it for me. You see, the reality of the agree-to-disagree idea is that in the back of our minds, we know there’s still something we can’t talk about… You be there and I’ll be here, and we will never ever discuss that because I can’t stand the way you feel (… Hear the immediate “grrrrr” succeeding that thought…).

Hence, I don’t believe the agree-to-disagree mentality is a successful approach to our desire to somehow all get along.

So since it’s my birthday — or it at least was — let me share with you what I most want…

I want us to get along… by… respecting… where each of us currently is.

That’s it. We keep fighting. We keep speaking past each other. Our leaders keep speaking past each other. They and many of the current candidates seem to think the best way to solve the problems is to criticize and drown out the opposition, thinking solution only comes by winning more people to our so-called side.

 I don’t believe that. I mean, my sense, is if you trounce me to get what you want, I will lose respect for you in the process. That’s not unity; that’s a unified facade.

I want us to respect where another is by allowing for the so-called evolution of opinion. While no doubt some have arguably used said terminology for perceived political expediency, I admit: some of my opinions have evolved through the years. Some things have become more important to me; some have become lesser.

 But what’s so damning and damaging to our livelihood and unity is that we give no freedom for a person to evolve. We demand that they “feel like me now” (!!) — and when they don’t, we look down on them as if they are either ignorant, stupid, or something judgmentally worse.

Where is the freedom to evolve?

To me, that’s respect… recognizing that we’re not all on the same page at the same time and being ok with that.

That’s what I want.

(Yes, Happy Birthday.)

Respectfully… always…
AR

what’s true?

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Just because we believe something to be true, does not make it true. Let me say that another way: belief is not synonymous with truth.

That said… emotions accompany our beliefs. But… since beliefs are not synonymous with truth, our emotions may also not be indicative of reality.

Hence, it depends what we’re putting into our heads and hearts.

What’s the ole’ saying? … “garbage in, garbage out”?

What we put into our heads and hearts matters. The challenge is that it’s hard to put in what’s actually true. We are inconsistent in our objectivity.

Take the current racial conflict, for example. How do we get to the truth about what’s really happening? … what’s an accurate perspective?

Simply sorting through a couple recent days’ headlines, I found this:

  1. Injustices by Police Against Blacks Must Be Addressed
  2. Time to End the Demonizing of Police
  3. It’s Time for White People to Reckon With Racism
  4. If You Don’t Want Cops to Shoot You, Don’t Resist Arrest
  5. Why Black Americans Say Racism Persists: The Cops
  6. The Big Racial Lie of the Anti-Cop Left
  7. Enough Already With “All Lives Matter”
  8. President Obama & the False Premises of Black Lives Matter
  9. Black Lives Matter Is Our Civil Rights Movement
  10. Black Lives Matter Spells Trouble for Democrats
  11. Is a White Life Still Worth More Than a Black One?
  12. Has Barack Obama Hurt Race Relations?
  13. How We Got to the Brink of Civil War; How to Stop It
  14. Racially Divisive Liberalism Comes Home to Roost
  15. BlackLivesMatter’s Violent Tone Alienating Liberals Like Me

So tell me: how can we discern what’s true?

Driving through the Windy City last weekend, I saw one person’s bumper sticker that read: “TURN OFF FOX NEWS!” (… yes, it was in shouting form…). I get it. FOX is a known conservative news source. Here’s the problem. The sticker did not read: “TURN OFF FOX NEWS AND MSNBC!” It only called for the turning off of one.

MSNBC, among others, is a known progressive news source. If people believe that the only bias necessary to be turned off and tuned out is “only one,” then they are limiting what gets put into their heads and their hearts. There is thus an increased likelihood that their perspective surrounding a certain scenario is based more on bias than on truth.

Let me add that part of the challenge for each of us is that it’s hard to discern objective news and a consistently objective news source. Ironically, all of the headlines shared above are from a singular source (www.RealClearPolitics.com). But at least by looking at both the left and the right, I can form a hopefully more objective, accurate perspective.

Objectivity is key.

Still looking for that on a bumper sticker.

Respectfully…
AR

tensions diffused at the table

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Sometimes it helps me to wait a little bit before I react. A little bit of pause and reflection often provides perspective. That perspective then alters emotion, typically in a more prudent way.

I’ve watched the country react to the recent racial tragedies. My heart hurts most for the families of the lives who were lost.

Allow me to say that I assume with more days to follow, more will be added to my perspective. I pray that I will always be fervent in the search for increased, varied perspective. The more we only seek out the likeminded — and immediately dismiss all others — means the more we are unknowingly stunting our own maturity and growth.

So let’s deal with this maturely… What’s happened in recent days has been awful…
What happened in Minneapolis was awful. What happened in Dallas was awful. What happened in Tennessee, Missouri, Louisiana, etc. — also awful. Can we admit that all were awful?

My sense — albeit granted, from a very limited vantage point — is that there exists a significant group of people in this country who feel as if black men and women continue to be treated without equal dignity and respect in all areas of life — especially in the eyes of law enforcement. Please note: this is a peaceful group. And whether or not another agrees or disagrees with this perception, it does not change the fact that a significant group of people believes this to be true.

There exists another group of people — embedded within the same identified movement — that is not peaceful. Existing side-by-side with the peaceful people is a group of people that is radical… violent… that is actually calling for the killing of cops. They are the people that cannot see that all of the above are awful. This group is part of the problem.

If we are going to build any unity on this issue that has spiraled out of control in recent years — due also in part, I believe, to the simultaneous increase in the use of social media to promote desired perspective — we need to honestly wrestle with all parts of the problem…

We need to acknowledge how people feel — whether we share their opinion or not…
We need to refrain from labeling entire people groups…
We need to refrain from labeling entire professions…
And we must not demonize any.

To suggest or imply that either all or the clear majority of African-Americans or police officers are racist or wrong is not helpful nor accurate. To portray them as somehow two opposite sides of the same coin is also wrong. Demonizing them only adds to the problem.

“Black Lives Matter” is an acceptable hashtag and sincere movement. As I’ve listened and learned from many of you, the peaceful BLM articulators are not saying that other lives matter less; they are instead drawing attention to how they have long felt less valued; and many are concerned for their children. I do not advocate any stage or circumstance that causes our brothers and sisters to feel less valued.

That is also true of law enforcement. I do not advocate any stage or circumstance that causes them to feel less valued or respected. They deserve our highest respect.

And let me be clear — there is no place for the intentional targeting of African-Americans or policemen. Neither deserves to be targeted. Neither deserves to be demonized.

But the challenge is that too many are embedded among the sincere who do not see the totality of the big picture. They do not see that “neither deserves to be demonized.” And so they push for the demonization. They intentionally disrespect. They say one wrong makes for a right. And come hell, high water, or whatever they wish to call it, they don’t care who they hurt. And thus, they hurt us all.

We’ve long had a saying in our house, encouraging all to “come to the table.” Come to the table. All are welcome, come as they might. The beauty of the table is that everyone has an equal place; it’s a place to learn from the others who are there. Truly, all are welcome. We talk and share and laugh and cry. Some of the conversations are tough, but everyone listens well; they listen to the one who feels differently than they. There’s a raw, honest exchange of ideas among the like — and unlike — minded. There’s an authentic sharpening, as all are deeply respected.

Right now in our culture, though, with the demonization and the encouraged choosing of so-called “sides,” I see some attempting to put all onus on someone else. It’s as if they’re attempting to deny another their spot at the table.

There is no place for that. We need listening. We need respect. We need humility, forgiveness, repentance, and a huge, interactive give-and-take. But it only starts when the demonization is no more — and all take their seat, fellowshipping finally, sweetly at the table together.

Respectfully…
AR

man, not god

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As I watch the events of recent days unfold — and even more so, watch people respond to recent events, sometimes wisely, sometimes not —  my thoughts are a bit in overdrive… “How do we solve this? How do we fix the problems? And what exactly is/are the problems?” … And every now and then a person avers with all certainty exactly what we are to do to fix the problem. They typically blame a singular people group. I contend that rarely, is a single people group to blame.

I haven’t yet organized my thoughts surrounding the events in Dallas and Minneapolis to a place where I can articulate them concisely and well (… I have noticed that others have also not, even though some have still qualified as social media rants). However, prior to these incidents, I was thinking of how often we think we’ve got it all figured out… “All we have to do is _____!” (… exclamation points always included…) And then we act as if we are so wise… we know so much. And I am reminded of the following wisdom…

“But you are a man and not a god…
though you think you are wise as a god.”

My sense is such words were not casually written, and yet, so much of me is quick to dismiss. I think…

Of course, I don’t think I’m wise as a god. What would ever give off that impression?

And yet again…

Sometimes I think I’m so right, there’s no way I could be wrong.

Sometimes I fully declare “this is the right thing to do” — and then entertain no serious consideration of varied opinion.

Sometimes I look down on other people… (… granted, sometimes I’m really good at hiding it… sometimes not…).

Sometimes I creatively chastise other people — maybe I’m clever about it — maybe not. And if not verbally, I may allow the disrespectful thoughts to flow fluidly through my brain. I often fail to take such thoughts captive.

Sometimes I announce my opinion in such a way that it makes others around me feel as something lesser… less valued, less respected, less smart.

Sometimes I don’t care that others feel lesser.

Sometimes I say I love and accept all people — only to love and accept only those who most often agree with me.

Sometimes I refuse to submit to anyone other than myself.

Sometimes, even, I think that “submission” is a bad word.

Sometimes I act as if unity isn’t important.

Sometimes still, I don’t give a crud who is hurt by my expressions… (…”If it’s my conviction, then I’m going to state it for all the world to hear, daggone-it…”).

Sometimes I just love to hear myself speak.

Sometimes I act as if I care about the entire world, when my articulations allude to caring most about me.

Sometimes “I/me/my/myself” are my most frequent prepositions.

Sometimes I fail to love others well.

Sometimes I don’t care that I don’t empathize with those I don’t love well.

Yes, sometimes I think I’m wise as a god. But I am not.

It’s important that we remember that now.

Respectfully…
AR

email analogy

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(Dare we wade into much rhetorically wrangled waters, allow me to humbly attempt to address the following…)

On Tuesday FBI Director James Comey announced that they would not be recommending criminal charges against presidential candidate Hillary Clinton. According to Comey — who is widely respected on all sides of the political aisle — Clinton’s activities were not criminal; they were, however, “extremely careless.”

The reason, no less, for my trepidatious step into this topic is because Hillary Clinton is one of those “hear-and-proclaim-what-you-want” kind of topics… For those who think she is as awful and evil as a radical Islamic terrorist, they will proclaim the vicious villain again escaped just consequence… For those who think she is as wonderful and selfless as Mother Theresa, they will proclaim the suffering public servant never meant any wrong.

Recognizing that compromise is not always wisest nor accurate — knowing, for example, that you can’t split a baby in half — allow me five takeaways…

#1 — Too much money was spent on this investigation. (Sadly, too much money is spent all the time in Washington.)

#2 — This was political. On all sides. For those who both fiercely support or oppose Clinton, politics is in play. I don’t, though, believe we can ascertain that statement about Dir. Comey. That cannot be known for certain from each of our limited vantage points.

#3 — Hillary Clinton is not guilty, but she is also not innocent. Comey contradicted her repeated claims that none of the emails were classified at the time she saw them. Clinton did not always tell the truth.

#4 — Intent is always difficult to measure; it’s so subjective, and none of us are in the head of another. Hence, an accurate assessment of Clinton’s utmost intent most likely parallels where she falls on one’s individually assessed, “vicious villain to suffering servant” spectrum.

I realize the above are challenging, given the volatility and lack of objectivity on this lightning-rod-like topic. Let me add, though, #5, my final, albeit still many-won’t-like-it analogy. Follow, my analogy from “March Madness”…

In March of each year, even the non-fanatical fan hangs out in front of their big screen TV to watch one of the year’s purest sporting events. We fill out our brackets, choose our upsets, and soon wad up the remnants as one by one, our selections succumb to the conference powerhouses and surprisingly mighty underdogs. It’s college basketball’s year end tournament: the annual national championship. Everyone’s watching and paying attention!

Near the end of many of these key games, there seems a desire to let the game play itself out. While a game might be closely refereed throughout most of the contest, as a tight game ekes into it’s closing seconds — with the game and fame totally on the line — the refs have a tendency to let the players play. They want this game to be won or lost based on actual play — not on some controversial, perceived to be major or minor development — even though the development is real.

The main player drives hard down the lane, attempting to score, and there’s clearly, distinct physical contact — it’s a foul. But what do the refs do? Do they call the foul? Do they blow the whistle on something that everyone knows is not right, but they know will totally disrupt the flow of the game?

The refs often… let it go. The assessment of how bad the foul actually is then depends on who each fan was rooting for…

Half cry out, “Are you blind?? That’s egregious! That’s a foul!!”

The other half confidently adds, “It wasn’t that bad. Everybody does it.”

In other words, the “no call” ensures the end result is not significantly influenced by the referee.

(Note: they do call it “madness” for a reason.)

Respectfully…
AR