This blog was going to start something like this: It’s not my imagination, society is becoming more apathetic. I was going to write about how socially lethargic we’ve become, how common courtesy is about as common as common sense (not very), and that respect is a sentimental notion to be found only in fiction. Then I got a phone call that has made me rethink that statement. The details of the phone call are unimportant; suffice it to say that while the purpose of the call was not altruistic, it was surprisingly considerate and helpful. It was not a grand gesture, but significant enough for me to reassess my feelings about society, or at least a small portion of it.
Don’t get me wrong, I still believe we live in an increasingly mercurial society, whose collective attention span mimics that of a gnat, where patience and tolerance are things many feel entitled to but are seldom willing to exercise themselves, and that most especially we live in a society without community. To keep myself from becoming bitter, I remind myself that society is made up of a number of communities and that those communities are made up of individuals. I acknowledge that there are people, outliers, willing to put aside their own motives for one second to consider a neighbour, a customer, or a total stranger. I’ll remember and honour the ones I’ve met in my travels. All this because of a phone call.