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Home / Community Bloggers / Enlightened Self-Interest

Enlightened Self-Interest

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It was Saturday morning in the fall of 1952. I was jolted out of my sleep by the sound of my father’s voice booming through my open window.  Dazed and rubbing my eyes, I tried to make sense of this strange awakening.  My father was dignified and soft-spoken; booming was not his style, and why was he yelling from outside?  As I ran to the window, I caught a glimpse of a sound truck passing the house, with the words, Eisenhower for President. My father was on the campaign trail. In those days, in the eyes of Black people, Democrats were Dixicrats, which was equated with segregation and racism.  So quite naturally, my father was a Republican: an Abraham Lincoln Republican to be exact, honoring the man who freed the slaves.

Enlightened self-interest on my father’s part.

Had my father been alive in 2008, he would most likely have voted Democratic, filled with pride that the American dream was within the grasp of a Black man.

Enlightened self-interest once again.

Sadly, we are living in an era of political polarization both national and personal. Clashes of self-interest have reached a new level. Often when we discover that a close friend has chosen a political stand different from our own, hostile thoughts come to mind.

“I’ve known him all these years and never suspected he was a racist.”

“Who would have though she was homophobic?”

“He criticizes me for carrying a gun.  Has he forgotten that we have a      Constitution?”

What is the answer?  How can we become sensitive to the self-interest of those with different needs and agendas?  Perhaps you are:

  • a woman seeking equal pay for equal work
  • a black man in fear of the police.
  • an entrepreneur seeking tax breaks as reward for hard work.
  • a lesbian seeking acceptance rather than condemnation.
  • a marksman seeking to preserve the constitutional right to bear arms.

How do we find a way to convert opposition into understanding? How can our diverse self-interests become harmonious?  We need to think beyond ourselves, and consider how other people will be affected by our position.

  • Is the greater good being served?
  • Will some one be harmed by my decision?
  • Will some one’s rights be taken away?

Most importantly, is my self-interest consistent with “One nation under God, indivisible?”

 

written by Amy Bryant, Safety Harbor resident blogger

Amy Bryant

Author of You CAN Go Home Again

 

7 Comments

  1. Amy, simply stated and so very well expressed. Thank you for sharing your personal insights to bring illumination and uplift to the souls of humanity. Love this piece — and love you, too!

    • Thank you, Maura, for your words of encouragement. Through your unique presence, you are a force for unity in the world.

  2. Thanks for writing this, Amy. I think we are a lot less divided than people realize. IMO, the problem is that the loudest, most extreme voices on both sides get the most attention. I think with open minds and thoughtful dialogue we could find middle ground on most issues that the 80% of Americans in the middle would agree with. But the extremists on both sides always demonize those who try to reach across the aisle and find common ground.

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