As I’ve mentioned in some of my earlier posts, from a young age my dad drummed into my head that it’s better to be a person with opinions than an empty vessel that doesn’t stand for anything.
But as of recently I’ve started to pay attention to the repercussions of ‘being opinionated’. It’s all well and good believing in something but, in my eyes, your opinion becomes invalid if you lack the knowledge to back up what you’re saying. It means nothing unless you’ve assessed all other avenues before objectively choosing the one that’s right to you.
So many of the loudest voices that we hear in society these days come from uniformed minds. People who aggressively follow the majority, just because, or those who spout sensationalist rhetoric for the shock factor, or the ones who blindly inherit their opinions from their parents/mentors. And it’s truly a shame, because the people who can shout and scream the loudest are heard, not the ones who quietly present a rational argument in the corner.
I remember just before the UK general election, a few of us were discussing our stances on the various parties and one of my friends refused to partake in the conversation. He said that he didn’t have anything to contribute yet because he hadn’t read up on the subject enough to form an opinion worth relaying. He wanted to educate himself before telling people what he thought, because he knew that as insignificant as he was in the big scheme of things, his words still carried weight. And he didn’t want to speak for/against something until he felt like he’d formed a well-rounded assessment of the picture.
At the time, I didn’t think much of him taking this stance, but now looking back, I have so much respect for the guy! Instead of being a sheep and nodding his head to what the rest of us were saying (which so many of us opt to do) he took a step back and thought for himself. All I can really say now is, I wish more people thought like my friend. #goals