You know the old adages…
There are two sides to every coin.
There are always two sides to every story.
At some point between adolescence and adulthood, these ‘truths’ because so engrained in each of us that we often neglect to see the error in their simplicity. Quips that were created hope of advancing our perspective on life, and love, and conflict, left us believing that only two sides, two opinions, or two extremes need to be accounted for.
“There are two sides to every issue: one side is right and the other is wrong, but the middle is always evil.” Ayn Rand
Maybe it’s thoughts like Ms. Rand’s that quelled the middle, the third side, from speaking up?
I, for one, disagree with Ms. Rand. I, for one, miss the middle. I, for one, crave the middle’s presence, it’s voice, but mostly it’s ability to help us all remember that our world is complicated and sometimes absolutes are over-rated.
Must voters choose to support either life or choice? What if they choose both?
Must the developing embrace either technology or tradition? What if they can embrace both?
Must women either compliment or be equal to men? What if they want both?
Must the church either raise up it’s theology or the holy spirit? What if they believe in the importance of both?
Must we always pick a side? What if we believe truth and justice lie somewhere in the middle?
On the internet, on the television, in the newspaper, at the dinner table, all I hear clanging incessantly are the loud and undoubtably passionate extremes. Side one and side two insist of provoking fights, stating absolutes, and neglecting the possibility that a third, more moderate, side has any hope. They convince the third side’s quiet legions that they are evil, or worse, a futile minority lacking true passion.
But I, for one, am not ready to give up in the rise of the third side.
Who is with me?
Are you sick of just hearing two sides?
On what issues do you find yourself embracing the third side?