Voice-Box
We think we are the highest of the animals, beings unique and apart because we have a voice-box and can express ourselves through what we call language.
But somehow we have forgotten how to communicate. We evade it, deflect it, turn aside from it. We loathe to discuss our differences, fearing to offend, avoiding conflict.
Yet without the skill of speaking civilly to those with whom we disagree, how can we confront challenge and create a reality which meets our present needs?
What would the framers of our constitution think of a public and private world in which dialogue is shunned and compromise a forgotten tool?
Could this country have been established without productive argument? Would we have our present framework without vigorous participatory discourse?
At a crossroads in human history, we must welcome and consider all voices, hone our skills for managing dispute, use our voices again in the way they were meant to be used, learn to move forward together. from "Human Variations" |
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