Ranting in the rain

It's easy to judge another person or another person's dog. Sometimes you see the really unfriendly dog and look to the owner. The owner is sometimes standoffish or perhaps just unkind. You have an "ah ha!" moment when you recognize where the dog has adopted his attitude. So not only are we judging the miscreant animal but now we are judging the owner.

Every single day we do this. At work or at play there is always something to be said about someone else. I suppose the issue with that is that we don't always know where the person is coming from or what their history is before we open our fat, nasty mouths and spread venom. The there is the problem of others telling you how to live your life, how to act, how to be. This is just another symptom of judging. I am not perfect. I tend to make these errors as well. Recently it has become more clear to me that it is a problem because I have been under that microscope. Closely examined, poked and prodded and for what? I used to allow this to just happen and I did not care but now it infuriates me. I am willing to lash out like a dog who has been mistreated or bullied. I am beginning to understand why people enjoy the life of a recluse.