Why do I have to be wrong for you to be right?
I’ll tell you why. At our core, we are all judgers. That’s judgers, judgers, judgers.
From the first moment we see someone — whether in person, in a photo, or in a Youtube video — we dissect their looks, voice, dress and actions, and in a matter of seconds, decide whether they are worthy of our time.
It’s a wonder we have any friends at all.
Now, obviously, there are some people who pass our test. The men featured in the 2009 Sexiest Man Alive issue of People magazine were judged exceptionally attractive by a national panel of editors. There has also been an obsessive frenzy surrounding the stars of the “Twilight” movie franchise. Those actors have been judged worthy of their fans’ time, attention and somewhat scary mania.
But probably most fascinating to me is how quick people are to judge other people who like something that they don’t.
The “Twilight” movies are a great example. The fans of this franchise have been practically demonized by those who haven’t read the books or seen the movies. The Comments page of this week’s New York magazine was brutal. One reader said of the Twilight moms: “Their poor children, and their poor husbands! I wish they’d get some perspective and see how sad they really look.”
Wow. There’s some judging going on there.
Why can’t people just be different? Or think differently? Or, god forbid, like different things?
Why do they have to be inherently wrong?
We say ‘live and let live,’ but as a society, we don’t practice what we preach. What we really mean to say is, ‘let me live the way I want, and you live my way, too…’cause if you live or think differently or enjoy different things, that’s wrong.’
Now, “Twilight” isn’t the most important issue in the world — believe me, I know. But it’s also not the most deadly, god-awful, dangerous book ever written. Teenage girls and their families are exposed to more controversial things on episodes of “Gossip Girl” — can you say three-way? — so I find it interesting that people are trash-talking a very old-fashioned romance with vampires.
If you don’t like the series, that’s fine. That’s your choice. But other people liking it isn’t wrong…it’s simply their choice.
So, stop your judging. That’s right. I’m looking at you. Judger.
That’s judger, judger, judger.