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Where is Our Heart?

I've recently found myself in two situations where someone was so desperate to prove their point that it didn't matter to them what they did to me so long as they won. These are part of the greater gathering darkness of our culture, the swirling Charybdis of anger which threatens to suck this nation down in its gullet.

Why is it so vital to be right? Why dog-pile on someone who dares question the politically correct version of history? Why threaten to kill people who disagree with your politician of choice, or those who point out similarities in the overblown rhetoric of a current candidate and the overblown rhetoric of Adolph Hitler in his rise to power?

Why chase someone down to argue with them when they've left the discussion because they have more pressing matters to deal with? Why ruin someone's dream, their business, their livelihood- why take their home and freedom just to prove your point?

Why is being right so important to us that we would sacrifice one another on that altar?

Where is our heart, and how do we get it back?

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