flow

For most of my life I have had the tendency to see things in a rather black and white sort of way; if I believe something is 'wrong', I stand against it. My mother calls it stubbornness (I think of it as being idealistic), and I can hear her "go with the flow" clearly in my ear right now, as though she were right next to me. Over the years, I have grown to understand that the world exists in a value scale of seemingly infinite shades of grey. I know there is a time to bend with the flow. I know there are times when I am indeed being to rigid, or that my expectations of a person or circumstance were too high.



In light of recent news and events, I want to say something. I expect more from an elected government that calls itself a democracy, than the jailing of journalists and the continued violations of human rights. I am angry, I am sad, and I am frustrated. Simply put, this is wrong. There is nothing grey about it.