Though not at this restaurant chain, or any restaurant, this is a painful experience I remember vividly time and time again growing up in Indiana and once while working in Salt Lake. Don't misunderstand, not all hate, in Indiana, came from whites either. Almost every demographic had played a hand in shaping my world perspectives, with verbal and physical strife. Yet racial hate, from whites, was the only action that targeted "my existence." Among people of color the threat is usually due to jealousy or fictitious competition, craziness, but rarely due to supremacy.
So when people question my tempered nature it's not me being NICE, it's SPIRITUAL GROWTH, MATURITY, PEACE within, and even the gift of WISDOM. If not for the grace of God with what I've been through, never shared, and have grown from...
As for the child in the story, Maya Angelou said it best: "I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” I may forget details, but I have never forgotten how someone makes me feel - good or bad. Yet I've learned to channel my emotions into my art and further life growth. I make certain to always treat others as I want to be treated. What goes around ALWAYS comes around, and often three folds bigger than what you ditched out (good or bad). #lifelesson
The child will grow from this and his offender will always be small because what's done is like a stain that can never be washed away. It may fade over time with forgiveness and forgetfulness, but will always be there. And from my perspective, will remain until the moment in time when this adult will meet his maker.
Growing up I was raised with a foundation of civility and respect toward all life regardless of age, gender, race, culture, orientation, religion, and any other demographic others use to divide. I was taught that people are people, individually human on every branch of life’s tree. Now an adult, I still “hold these truths to be self-evident” (Thomas Jefferson). Unfortunately, civility and respect seem ever fleeting within present day society. Somehow we have reached a “doing me only” way of thinking, ignoring we are each other’s “brother & sister’s keeper” - that we really are in the school of life together. Shields are up, inner walls have been erected, and curse words sit easily on the tip of tongues waiting to be propelled like daggers into the heart of anyone who may have a grievance. According to a poll taken by the Associated Press’s NORC Center, “74 percent of Americans feel that, overall, people have become more ill-mannered in the past 20 or 30 years.” Could this be due to low self-esteem, poor past social decisions, mental illness, a lack of empathy, or darkness deep within the inner human being – the soul?
Please do not misunderstand my rhetoric, there are segments of time in history where a society bands together to treat each other in a promoting positive and constructive manners. However, just as seasons change, so do behaviors and attitudes. The absence of civility and respect toward one another is not just a result of the current political climate. It has been in decline for many years, if not generations. In fact, I have often heard baby boomers and older individuals complain about how crass younger generations are while impelling colorful and deconstructive comments. How easy they forget youth is the fruit that fell from their tree. “A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit” (Matthew 7:18, King James Bible) Therefore, what kind of tree are you?
Suggested solutions: think before you speak. Take a second and consider how your words and actions represent you – your status, your family, your culture, and your beliefs. For those less selfish, put yourself in the shoes of the other person and decide if what you’re planning to say or do is something you would like to experience. Take the image of that person and place the face of someone your care about on their face, and see if you feel the same. If older, would you like someone to speak to your child the same way you’re willing to speak to someone else’s. After all, even adults are someone’s child and why so eager to disrespect based on age anyway? Keep in mind, the people who hurt us the most are those who know us. If anything strangers should be honored most, a stranger has yet to know you to offend you. Should none of these suggestions move you, and it is fine if they do not, “for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction” (Issac Newton). With life comes a wheel of justice, and what you put in life will either comeback to you or could be inherited by someone you love – food for thought.
Keven Porter Jr I invite your voice to be heard within the comment sections. Let’s have a discussion.
I hold a degree in theatrical arts and am a Los Angeles based actor under the SAG-AFTRA and AEA. I am in love with performing, I cherish the opportunity to create and grow with a character. As an artist my approach is to be a canvas to which a character can emerge and a director can fine tune. Like in music I am merely an instrument for the character to come to life. In addition to acting, I have produced eight independent music records within the genre of Pop/R&B. In my free time I am steadily working on screenplays and my urban fantasy fiction novel series.