'History Never Repeats' was a hit pop song on the radio of my late childhood. The next part of the lyric was 'I tell myself before I go to sleep' hinting at the rising fear inside that History Does Repeat.
As I flit over the news and other media about 'the chaos to come' and the rising tide of intolerance and bellicose grandstanding, I'm always flabbergasted about our need to be right about ideas.
If I ask myself or another, what is the point of great conceptual ideas if you have to make other humans' lesser than you.
As soon as I step out of 'being right' and 'making others wrong', there is more room in my heart for more empathy, even if I'm seething with anger in that moment.
People's wings will take flight if the conditions around them are not threatening.