I just heard a story that I want to share. No names, no places, just the meat of the story. A couple I know, late middle age, have a favorite restaurant they go to in the small town in which they live.
They go there for coffee and pastry in the morning and for dinner and drinks. They pretty much know everyone there except for the folks at the counter who often change.
One day, the husband came into the restaurant and noting that the young woman at the counter looked tired, said “You look awfully tired.” This was meant compassionately. When she agreed with his observation, he, because he considers himself a bit of a raconteur, added, jokingly, “Do you want me to slap you around a little bit?” This was a line from one of his favorite film comedies.
The girl broke into tears, went into the back and the manager came out and told him to leave the restaurant and never come back. The man apologized to the girl, the manager, and the owner. To no avail. Banned. He is banned. His wife, in solidarity, will no longer go to this restaurant. In a later appeal to the owner, who knows the couple well, they were told that they couldn’t come back to the restaurant.
It turns out that there were subtexts operating at the time. Both women had been victims of domestic violence.
Interactions between people are complex; one can easily walk into a shit storm. Wounds, especially raw wounds like this young woman and her manager obviously have, set them up for a black and white response. I understand that. But, if we are not given the grace of a redo, a redemptive moment, we will never learn.
How great it would be if an incident like this could be used as a “teaching moment.” Instead of slamming doors in people’s faces (however, un-PC they are), how about opening doors in dialogue? Talk about it. Explain to this old white man what he was missing in his unthinking response.
I understand the anger of the women, but this is a scorched earth approach. I understand that they say “No more”. I get it. What I can’t get, and this is for me too, is our inability to handle situations like this without offering the opportunity for change and healing.
How great it will be when we can respond to a unthinking and unaware older man with the words: “You can’t say those words to me. I am a victim of domestic abuse.”
If he can’t respond to those words with compassion, then cut him loose and cut him down. But please, allow for growth, otherwise we’re doomed to simply radicalize each other.