Musings at Altitude

Are we now numb to indiscretions?

Has it become so ordinary for people (whether famous or not) to disappoint those that they love that we’ve grown to accept it and even expect it?

Is it so routine now that we seem angrier at those who leak the story than we are at those who violated the trust of those closest to them?

Do those very public figures really believe that privacy is deserved when the trust has been broken between them and their families and between them and the public that loves them?

Does it make sense that the outrage over a hand ball in soccer completely eclipses any anger or distress over infidelity in marriage?

They both fall into the category of cheating, and they both involve a desperate desire for conquest, and they both involve willful acts and then public apologies, and they both involve one of the parties being brutally hurt.

And yet, one resulted in a global backlash against the cheating team (still playing out) and the other resulted in a muted and quasi-sympathetic support for the cheating individual.

If you can’t trust someone at an individual level, why in the world can you trust them on a national or global stage?

If we’re really that numb and very accepting of a breakdown of trust at the very personal level, have we now decided that certain indiscretions are no longer indiscretions at all?

I hope there is still a small remnant of people somewhere in this world who feel incredibly let down and extremely angry at those who so brazenly violate a sacred bond between two people. 

More importantly, I hope that small remnant practices what they preach.