inherited sense of justice?
My Dad just drove me home after we had dinner at his place.
We were talking and I was just telling him how I really dislike those who like to talk behind people’s back.
I realized that when I was a child, I was also filled with indignant whenever I hear my aunties (dad’s sisters) gossiping about my mum. This strong feeling carried on to teenage years and till now. I do not know where I inherited this sense of ‘justice’ from but I can even remember where and when my mum was being ‘gossiped’ about.
To me is this. What’s the point of talking behind someone’s back if you can say it in front of him? Many times we don’t want to say in front of the person because we relish in gossip. We delight in putting someone down so that we can appear more right and strong. We gossip because the person we talk about is not there to defend himself, so that we can enjoy the uninterupted time of verbal diarrhea.
To me the more honourable thing is to say it in front of the person and not do it behind him. What’s the point of saying, “if he is here, i will still say the same thing”? It doesn’t justify the act unless there’s something constructive to be done out of the whole discussion. i.e. “I think he is not stable and is going to kill his children anytime, let’s do something about it.”
Sometimes people say untrue, bad things behind someone so that they can cause doubts in others about that person. If I trust person A and person A tells me bad things about person B, I will naturally be weary of person B next time I see him. Hence, instead of allowing person B to make his own judgements, person A already shared his judgements.
Another reason why they do not take it to the person himself is because that person has no guts to do so. Simple. Only have guts to do cowardice acts such as saying things behind his back. Not constructive.
So, whatever. See the plank in our own eyes and the speck in others becomes insignificant.
