Wendell Berry vs. Social Media

The angry echo chamber of social media has been making me wanna drop everything and just scream inconsolably, forever. So the Wendell Berry poem I encountered on this morning's trip to the Great White Throne was an especially timely consolation—a tears-in-my-eyes reminder of the One Path available for healing.

To wit:



ENEMIES

If you are not to become a monster,
you must care what they think. 
If you care what they think,

how will you not hate them,
and so become a monster 
of the opposite kind? From where then

is love to come—love for your enemy
that is the way of liberty?
From forgiveness. Forgiven, they go

free of you, and you of them;
they are to you as sunlight 
on a green branch. You must not

think of them again, except
as monsters like yourself,
pitiable because unforgiving.