What if?

What if I am wrong about something? If I am wrong, how much of it am I wrong about? I know what I know; what I don’t know is what could come tomorrow to disprove it. Do you know what you know or do you just claim to know what you know? I think knowledge in its basic sense can only be claimed through what we discover; which in theory is what the education system is for. A guided exploration of subjects–but primarily with the materials they chose to provide. At least in my education, I was taught to find primary sources and secondary sources, the differences between both. We were even taught to question the sources spreading the information. Everything I say comes from reason. I question it often, how much of the media literacy decline we can actually blame on the education system and not just ourselves. Ignorance is bliss. It was never about how blissful it is to be stupid but rather how much the truth hurts. It was taught to check your sources, it was taught to remember other people have biases. Did society forget or were they never paying attention? 

What if I am wrong? If I’m wrong, what will the reaction be? How severe will the consequences be? Will the people be able to tell that I was only trying to help? Who am I, who can I be, how could I help, if my name is tarnished? I often question the definition of empathy within woke culture. At some point, the same culture that asked us to see each other more clearly started making permanent judgments from incomplete frames. No one is saying don’t be an individual, but that does not mean you have the moral high ground to have everyone else adjust to you. Some people can adjust for you, not everyone has to. But with this, forgetting that we are all just people in the world, we have forgotten that other people have their own stories. You are the main character in your story and everyone else is just a side character, just like everyone else is a main character in their story and you are just a side character. Just like in some of your stories, to understand, you have to hear another story, you don’t get that in a moment. A person is the accumulation of everything they have experienced. We have forgotten that we are just people living in that moment. Can a bad moment really make a bad person? Can an opinion, a thought make a bad person? Will you judge my work or will you have an open mind? Will you cut me short or will you let me try and get to my overall point?  

The reaction and the severity of the consequences depend on the reach this receives. What if this reaches no one? Will all of this effort and energy be for nothing? But what if I never do it? What if I am right and I never do it? Then I am just as bad as the person who watches and says nothing. Does that make me a bad person? 

What if I am right and I have the ability to help even just one person?