I have always considered myself to be an even-tempered, easy-going, roll with the punches kind of a guy. I have a “live and let live” philosophy. You do your thing and I’ll do mine. I won’t try to impose my thing upon you and I don’t want you to try to impose your thing upon me.
(Do you hear that you people who ring my doorbell and try to tell me to embrace your beliefs, religion, or politics?)
But lately my even-temperedness is being sorely tested. I wake up every morning and read my iPhone’s newsfeed and my local newspaper as I drink my morning coffee. And every morning I get more and more agitated by what our president, his White House staff, his cabinet members, the Republicans in Congress, the Trump loyalists, and even the conservative justices on the Supreme Court (see this post) are doing to my country.
It puts me in a bad mood. I become short-tempered, disheartened, depressed, and distressed by nearly everything I read. I let my temper get the better of me and lash out at others in an unproductive exercise of displaced aggression.
I want to go back to being my even-tempered, easy-going self. But, while I’m generally an optimistic man who looks for the better angels in most people, I’m losing my “seeing the world through rose-colored glasses” perspective. Unless something changes quickly, I feel like I am witnessing our American democracy suffering a slow death by a thousand cuts.
Written for today’s Fandango’s One-Word Challenge, “temper.”