Yesterday evening, harsh words drifted through the summer air. Brutal in their battery, stunned at the cruelty. I wonder, are they mother and daughter? Perhaps they’re romantic rivals. There are a multitude of possible roots, and it’s likely we’ll never know the reality.
Yet the rage tinged brutality engaged thereby intrigued me, intellectually. Are the speakers aware of social corrosion taking over? Can they see the destruction brought about by the words? Do they care?
Ultimately, they’re about being right, not about being effective. Damage was done, whether healed from or no. And we all lose when relationships corrode .
