Facts or interpretations?

A Chinese saying with somewhat of a debatable hint of being a curse is “May you live in interesting times” which opens yet another discussion as to the statement being an opinion or fact. There is no substantive evidence that this saying was an ancient or modern curse but given the times we currently live in, there’s a bit of interest in the statement as it is personally interpreted. In this day and age, it has become the mission of millions to turn over every rock in researching their need to establish the basis for a fact or opinion.

Interesting times, indeed.


We all know that the facts of any matter are verifiable, that truth is determined by researching any evidence and that sets the stage for differing perspectives on a given situation. Facts are the foundation for providing crucial support for the assertion of an argument. But, facts by themselves are completely worthless unless they are put in context where conclusions can be drawn and meaning is established. With that, speaking up on a particular topic can bring criticism while silence incurs vociferous blame with not speaking out.


Then we have opinions which are judgments based on facts, honest attempts to draw reasonable conclusions from factual evidence. Most opinions are potentially changeable, depending on how the evidence is interpreted. Opinions, by themselves, have little power to convince and it’s important to state necessary evidence which contributed to establishing said opinion. A recent post on social media from someone close stated how often they saw posts and heard folks in real life talk about things that are anecdotal or opinion-based as though they were facts. The post went on to state how it was fine to hear of shared experiences along with any discussion involved but for people to treat said observation as Gospel was simply annoying. I hesitated to share additional commentary well, just because; some things, even those funny as hell, are way better left unsaid


Unlike an opinion, there are beliefs which are convictions based on cultural or personal faith, morality or values. These are viewpoints, not based on facts or other evidence, cannot be disproved or contested in a logical or rational manner.


White it’s important to be able to share an opinion, that does not mean it should always be shared. If someone in your immediate circle is more to the “right” and you are more to the “left”, there is a very strong possibility that there will never be any agreement and there are definitely some topics which should never be discussed. It goes without saying how politics can be very touchy and personal so it is best to stop pushing those around you to agree on everything and just accept a difference of opinion. Friends and especially family won’t always agree with us about our beliefs and opinions and it’s important to retain respect for those around us. It’s fine if no agreement can’t be reached because having different perspectives help people to learn and grow stronger.


Finding common ground can be well, beyond difficult, especially where family is concerned. Different generations bring clashing opinions but when any debate begins, think about what you hope to gain from that interaction. A change of mind or insight into the beliefs of others? Staying both open and respectful creates an important platform for understanding. Respect the human element in the other person’s values and understand that, where political beliefs are concerned, there is a shared concern for society with focus on economic or environmental stability. Taking that step back may help recognize that any “opposing” views may not be wildly different from our own and there is room for agreement.


Mostly, know when to make a necessary exit if emotions run a bit hot and avoid trying to get that last word in, something we are all guilty of doing. Don’t deny it. Just leave it there for that inevitable day when the discussion is bound to resurface and possibly healthier perspectives will emerge, resulting in civil exchanges of opinions and facts.

Sure they will, likely when pigs fly.

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Badge-ring around…

Nothing much to report here, other than my two humble, Writer’s Workshop, “Badge” submissions.

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Twenty-two years

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Tragic events which leave deep emotional scars on those left behind tend to soften as time passes.  But not always.  Not even after these twenty-two years when, on that beautiful September morning, each of our lives were severely impacted by the willful, destructive ideology of radical Islamic extremists.

As I sat and watched the yearly ceremony in New York City, it seemed to hit harder than in previous years.  It was almost as if it had just taken place for the first time.  The incredible pain of watching innocent lives disappearing as two majestic icons collapsed into clouds of smoke and twisted metal was beyond overwhelming. 

My personal reaction might have been due to spending time at both the Freedom Tower and 9/11 Museum with my family.  The footprint of the North Tower had us walking on what I deemed sacred ground; there was a sense that many who had perished were watching over each visitor, perhaps looking for a familiar loved one, waiting to send some spiritual comfort to those left behind.

Today, I again watched, and listened, as names were read by family members.  Their tears gently fell as they spoke about the losses they suffered, each vowing to never forget.  Brave families, with such unimaginable voids in their lives, who took time to share sweet stories and express their love as they looked to the heavens.

Twenty-two years have passed; many more will follow.  Ceremonies and observances will continue.   One day, the September 11th tragedy will become a chapter in history for generations that follow.  That is, until those generations walk on hallowed ground and learn to never forget.

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