Talk abut timing.

Following my blog post of yesterday, good friend and “blogger via e-mail” CB sent me this column from the Wall Street Journal a few days ago:

And so it goes these days, when almost any man who has anything to do with a child can find himself suspected of being a creep. I call it “Worst-First” thinking: Gripped by pedophile panic, we jump to the very worst, even least likely, conclusion first. Then we congratulate ourselves for being so vigilant.

Read the whole thing.  It makes a very good point.

Is it more of a condemnation of our society that, in the experiment we discussed yesterday, more of the onlookers didn’t assume the worst in what they saw happening, or the obvious presumption that they should have?

Do you recall the story I related a while back about how the Tipton County Pork Festival became known as the “World Famous” Tipton County Pork Festival?

I was only there for a minute or two (which seemed like more like an hour) when the driver of a pickup truck saw me, stopped nearby, had his wife open the passenger door and yelled for me to jump in.

I know that in this day and age, parents everywhere would cringe at the thought of their kid getting into the vehicle of a stranger, but back then, I didn’t even give it a second thought. Sit out here and be bruised and abused by the unrelenting hail, or get in the nice, dry, warm, (and covered) truck?  I jumped in and closed the door.

I was very appreciative of the man and his family looking out for a complete stranger and will never forget the small act of kindness that they showed me in offering shelter in the storm.

How many people today would condone their kids getting in a complete stranger’s truck?  Even that of a family?  How many people in today’s society would even make the offer, for fear of being accused of something nefarious?

I’m not saying that a little healthy vigilance isn’t a good thing…but is it really beneficial to society for all of us to perpetually assume the worst of each other?


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