i wrote this post a while back. if you can't be bothered clicking through, it's the one about NRL footballer greg bird allegedly glassing his girlfriend. and the fact his girlfriend then stood by him.
it's also a really good example of someone being exceptionally judgemental.
i cringed i little when i read this last week. i had gone looking forward because a recent rendezvous, which i'll come back to in a mini, had made me think of these words.
firstly, it's so harsh. i think i was probably trying to be dramatic for effect but, no doubt, i also felt like the girlfriend was a dickhead for standing by her man.
two-and-a-bit years later, the epiphany arrives. dickhead or not, what's it got to do with me? what do i know about them and their relationship? why do i think it's okay to insult a complete stranger?
i met someone last week. someone who is in the public eye and who has been accused of questionable behaviour before. and, of course, i had an opinion of him (not far removed from the one i had of bird's bird).
he was lovely.
i also met his wife. the victim of said questionable behaviour. also lovely.
it's important to note, domestic violence is never, ever okay and i am in no way suggesting otherwise.
but what i am suggesting is that i don't know them. i don't know what goes on in their life. i don't know what did or didn't happen that night. so who am i to judge?
what i do know, now, is that they're lovely. so best our relationship is based on that observation. the only observation i can back up.
among others, the reason it's important (to me) to stop jumping to the easy conclusion, to stop judging where my opinion isn't necessary, is because it would upset me if people treated me, my friends or my relationships that way.
do unto others and all that jazz.