Open The Door

Walk Through The Door

I remember the first time I really came under public attack was when I quit my job as a news anchor and ran for Secretary of State in Oregon.

Some were so offended to find out I was a Republican, as if it were the kiss of death.

The next big bust was when the town I lived in, Eugene, Oregon, got overrun with lawless criminals, the city liked to refer to as the unhoused.

These weren’t just homeless people; these were criminals who came to town because the weak city council had no balls to say, enough, go home.

Then there was COVID.

I followed the rules for a week, but my research was turning up a lot of stink. The more I dug, the more the source led me to a giant pile of crap.

I didn’t stay quiet.

My social media was throttled, I lost business, and I was crushed by the side of culture that wants to be liked and is too afraid to say WTH?

It’s interesting, people like it when you are a journalist and ask questions, as long as the sewage you are digging in aligns with their ideology.

Once the shovel pierces the soil that leads to their septic system, look out.

I’m again experiencing this reaction, but this time from many on the right.

My research is questioned, my sources belittled, what I’m turning up smells like something that doesn’t add up.

Questioning me is not a bad thing, but this is much more than questioning; people are trying to silence me, and others who agree with me, as if we now hate Donald Trump.

Just like the left does when I question them, the right refuses to dig deeper or even consider the possibility, which is fine.

People should question me and everyone else, but they forget to question themselves.

What is concerning is that, like the left, the right would rather destroy the messenger, the questioner, than open the door to the possibility. I think it’s called sticking your head in the sand.

In Proverbs, it warns us: 13:19  But to turn away from evil is an abomination to fools. He who walks with the wise shall be wise. But the companion of fools suffers evil.

How do we know the difference between wisdom and foolishness?

We need each other so that iron can sharpen iron.

We are behaving just the way our enemy would like.

You may be wrong, and I, too, could be a fool.

The real problem is not listening to each other to find out.