Wanna Fight?

Here’s what I believe. There is absolutely no point in engaging in conversation, debate, or all-out-teeth-clenched-sleeves-rolled-up-sweaty-upper-lip argument with anyone unless you’re willing to admit that you just might be……….wrong.

Fonzie WRONG.

The admission of it stuck in your throat like a half-chewed pizza crust from the night before kind of wrong. Even humiliated.

These days it seems most people aren’t willing to participate in good (read: heated) conversation. Why? Because we are scared. We’re all pee our pants scared because we don’t want to admit that we don’t have an opinion. The very thought of not having something to say leaves us speechless. So, instead we piss away precious words on innocuous chitchat, barely lapping at the fringe of controversy lest our ignorance be a bitter pill.

Why can’t we say “Hey, thanks, I learned something today.” or, “Who knew??” or, God forbid, “I didn’t know that!”? Because we are so threatened by the very notion of recognizing that we aren’t a bunch of know-it-alls, that we walk around acting like them instead.

In reality, the plethora of information available to us after a blind date with Google is mind numbing. The more we’re supposed to know, the stupider we become. Dabblers aplenty, the experts amongst us a dying breed.

So what’s the answer? In my opinion, (because I have one… thank you Jesus….dodged that bullet) you don’t need to have the answers, you only need to know where to find them. Surround yourself with amazing people and the answers will always be at hand. Seek and ye shall find, but seek quality, not quantity.

Judge the book by its cover; those in the know…..show. They have courage and passion and aren’t afraid to bare their asses from time to time. They aren’t afraid to admit that they were…..not exactly right. This time.