Less judgmental, but harder. That's fascinating. Could you elaborate, please?
I've found myself becoming less judgmental and more tolerant. However, I do still have my moments, especially with that insufferable
@Terese and her uppity backtalk! It doesn't at all help that she's so witty at it, either!
At the risk of sidetracking the thread, sure. Note, this is kinda rambly, and I could give examples in different spheres (work/family/etc). But let's run with this to start...
This is all incremental, but I was a fairly naieve boy when I went to Uni. One of those kids everyone said was mature, but in truth I knew very little about the world. Just how to act, I guess. I came from a working class background, but had a stable home life. I wasn't an immigrant, a woman, an aboriginal, directly effected by drugs. I was 'normal' (Hah!! Seems a weird concept now) and felt sorry for those less fortunate than me, whilst also figured there were lucky people born to wealth who didn't have it as tough as me.
Over time I became a little harder than my left-leaning Uni self. Politically I slid more to the centre, as I had more to lose, and had worked my way up economically. Pretty cliche, but there's a reason for that.
I also saw true poverty in a global (rather than first world) sense, and saw situations where people had no support or chance to improve themselves. That's confronting and tough to deal with. I also realised real whether I was sorry or not mattered little, apart from at a very low/personal level, and even then less than we'd care to believe.
That's not as much the case in Australia, so in some ways I became harder when I came home. It's difficult to see homelessness here (for example), realise that many people have options and are choosing homelessness (is how I saw it), and not feel a little jaded at the large amount of tax going to welfare.
Personally, I think our society doesn't do anywhere near enough to help people improve their own situation. Free education seems a worthwhile investment that would meaningfully help kids in poor socio-economic situations, as would school breakfast programs, cheaper child care, etc. Straight out welfare is a more neccessary evil than good thing.
Regardless, somewhere along the line I stopped connecting the individual in front of me with the pattern or stereotype in general.
After all, I'm a white, middle class male who wears a suit, travels for work, like sports and beer. I know darn well I'm not typical, but from a distance I'd sure appear to be.
So that homeless person? I know nothing of their tale, and I know more than enough real stories now to know they run the full gamut. Drug addiction can be both cause and symptom. Mental illness. Abuse by others. Abuse by self.
Who am I to judge? Have I walked a mile? Heck, a metre?
At the same time, feeling sorry for that person, or even handing them $20...is there a point? Am I trying to assuage guilt? Where does that come from?
Now I just give money to groups I think can better allocate and use it rather than the person before me. Some would see that as dodging responsibility, and to an extent that's true. But the hardness comes from me not caring about appearances. There is a pragmatism I didn't have in my youth, even whilst I am much more tolerant and open-minded about differences.
Hmmm...that's a start. Feel free to ask away, though. It's somewhat cathartic.