
Over the last year or so, I've had a couple of pretty ugly debates erupt on my posts regarding topics of apparent sensitive nature (everyone is offended by everything under the sun on Facebook). I wrote about these previously, so I don't feel the need to rehash these stories, but just suffice it to say they brought moments of extreme contemplation over my keeping Facebook or not. On both issues, I deleted the "friends" who caused the uproar, and continued on my way. The only reason for keeping Facebook was because, like most people, I wanted to keep my connections with family and friends, most of whom were far away, and this seemed the simplest way, as well as the most acceptable form these days.
Because of these previous experiences with people attacking my rather alternative views on certain issues, I'm extremely selective in posting anything at all on Facebook that's more than a simple photo of my daughter or cat. But recently, something came up in my life that was really a big deal to me, and I felt compelled to spread the word so people might see more than one side of the issue. It was a bill proposing to remove our rights to vaccine exemptions in our state, so that if you don't vaccinate your child, then he/she can't attend school. Again, I've written another post entirely dedicated to this issue, so I am not going to get into it all again, because this post is reserved for a very special topic all it's own.

Almost immediately, I had people trying to start a vaccine debate, just as I expected, but then more surprisingly, a family member commented that she wasn't even Jewish, yet she thought my use of that quote was offensive, and not at all appropriate for the topic of the vaccine mandate, and suggested rather that my husband's quote he had posted in support of my post, of Benjamin Franklin saying, "Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both", was much more suited, because he was an American president talking about our own country. Even though I really liked my husband's choice in quotes as well, I was pretty insulted by her comment, because I had thoughtfully chosen the Hitler quote with the undeniable belief that it suited my argument perfectly, and she had just pretty harshly shot it down. Soon after, her friend followed up with a comment that she found my quote to be "highly inappropriate" for this issue. She just so happens to be Jewish, so she went on to inform me that it was offensive to her heritage that I had chosen a quote by Hitler. My jaw hit the floor. I couldn't even believe what I was reading was coming from two seasoned adults. Not having any clue how this quote was taken so far out of the context of my original point that it could have possibly been offensive, I was taken aback and tried to analyze it from their perspective, as I am accustomed to doing with things people see differently from me. Now, I am a very sensitive person, and will go great lengths to avoid offending people, so this came as quite a surprise to me. Even from a Jewish perspective, I couldn't see why it should be offensive. It's not like I admired the man or any such thing. I view everything in history as a form of education. As something we can all learn from. The saying "history repeats it's self" is widely known, and there is a reason. So, I find no reason under the sun that we should be banned from learning anything from a man like Adolf Hitler. As one of the most popular villains of human history, it only seems natural for us to gravitate and pay attention to his life's lessons, not so we can all become villains, but rather to avoid doing so!

Thinking it over for a few hours, and re-reading through the confusing dialog that had occurred on the post and messages I'd gotten from my family member, I finally decided that what they were after was further explanation, since they had both expressed confusion and had actually come out and asked me what I meant by using that quote. So I wrote a joint personal message to both her and her friend, explaining my reasoning behind using the quote in the best way that I could, because that seemed to be what they wanted. I was clearly still frustrated, and that may have reflected a bit in my tone, but I didn't allow myself to get nasty with them. I remained as civil as possible, and gave them as much detail as I could, trying to make sure to address both of their previous concerns regarding the quote and their feelings. I thought I did a considerable job, being as I had stayed up super late into the night to write it because I couldn't sleep after the long days worth of vaccine debating and ugliness that continued to ensue on my post, of which I was also dealing with at the same time.
Just as I had expected would happen, friends were throwing bombs on my post about the vaccine mandate. One friend in particular, whom I knew was a pediatric nurse, came on and basically spewed several comments worth of medical propaganda all over the place, disputing each and every piece of "anti-vax" information she thought she knew, and everything I had to say on the issue. All of it was the same old bologna I'd been hearing now for years from every "pro-vax" person I've ever heard. That was irritating, of course, but what was worse was having her actually go on to say that my husband and I were unfit to be parents if we didn't vaccinate our kids, and that we shouldn't even be allowed to have pets since I don't vaccinate them either. It was pretty ugly, and I was stressed over it, but my precious husband stepped right up and stood up to her for me, all the good that did because she was relentless. It finally came to the point where I simply had to unfriend her to end the nonsense, and thus things finally calmed down on the post.
The next morning, bright and early, my family member sends me a reply that basically disregards everything I just said the night before, and rehashes all of her original offenses against my quote. I was upset because she threw in a little lesson for me on how social discourse typically works, implying that I obviously had not been following that theory. I didn't know how to respond. I had already said everything I thought I needed to say in regards to the quote, and had told them I didn't see anything at all wrong with using it, and never meant any offense to anyone. What else could I possibly say? Later that evening, her friend responded with another letter explaining to me all over again her family history and why she thinks it will never be okay for people to use Hitler quotes or Nazi rhetoric, etc, in any form, and that she doesn't expect me to understand the magnitude of that because I'm not Jewish, so it's not personal to me like it is to her. Nothing I said seemed at all to have resonated in their heads, and I was left feeling as though I hadn't written them an explanation at all. It was all either harshly disputed or totally disregarded. What. The. Hell.
Just as I had expected would happen, friends were throwing bombs on my post about the vaccine mandate. One friend in particular, whom I knew was a pediatric nurse, came on and basically spewed several comments worth of medical propaganda all over the place, disputing each and every piece of "anti-vax" information she thought she knew, and everything I had to say on the issue. All of it was the same old bologna I'd been hearing now for years from every "pro-vax" person I've ever heard. That was irritating, of course, but what was worse was having her actually go on to say that my husband and I were unfit to be parents if we didn't vaccinate our kids, and that we shouldn't even be allowed to have pets since I don't vaccinate them either. It was pretty ugly, and I was stressed over it, but my precious husband stepped right up and stood up to her for me, all the good that did because she was relentless. It finally came to the point where I simply had to unfriend her to end the nonsense, and thus things finally calmed down on the post.
The next morning, bright and early, my family member sends me a reply that basically disregards everything I just said the night before, and rehashes all of her original offenses against my quote. I was upset because she threw in a little lesson for me on how social discourse typically works, implying that I obviously had not been following that theory. I didn't know how to respond. I had already said everything I thought I needed to say in regards to the quote, and had told them I didn't see anything at all wrong with using it, and never meant any offense to anyone. What else could I possibly say? Later that evening, her friend responded with another letter explaining to me all over again her family history and why she thinks it will never be okay for people to use Hitler quotes or Nazi rhetoric, etc, in any form, and that she doesn't expect me to understand the magnitude of that because I'm not Jewish, so it's not personal to me like it is to her. Nothing I said seemed at all to have resonated in their heads, and I was left feeling as though I hadn't written them an explanation at all. It was all either harshly disputed or totally disregarded. What. The. Hell.

Though my family member didn't even respond this time, her friend did, just briefly enough to tell me that I obviously had "anger issues", and my words were hurtful and disrespectful, but she was secure enough in her life to move on, and tactfully added that it was up to me to decide whether or not I wanted to apologize and move on, or not. I told her the disrespect was intentional because she had hurt and disrespected me first, and that I had every right to my anger. I left it with the last line that I didn't need to associate with people who degraded me that way. The following day, I deactivated my Facebook account. No forewarning. Nothing. I just left, and I felt no remorse. I had wanted to do that for years, and finally I had enough of it. That was absolutely and utterly the last straw. Clearly, I am not cut out for social networking.
The Hitler quote issue still unfortunately did not cease, because my family member continued to message my husband over it, and her spiteful words against me were plentiful and harsh, but I cannot bring myself to speak to her. I'm 19 weeks pregnant, and I want nothing more than peace and a stress free pregnancy. It's hard trying not to let her words get to me, but I can't continue this debate. Whatever will happen with my relationship with her in the future, I don't know at this point, but I honestly can't care right now. The only thing I truly care about at the moment is my baby's health, which is the entire reason I posted the damn petition against mandated vaccines to begin with.
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