An Opinion on Opinions

Is anyone else sick of hearing liberals (okay, and just people in general) complain about being told they're wrong as if they're the victim of some horrible crime? I know I am. I've heard a liberal friend say that “an opinion is an opinion and an opinion is never wrong.” Look, if your opinion is different that mine, then of course I think you're wrong. The only other option would be to think it's right, but I don't think it's right, so it must be wrong. It's pure logic, people!
So let's say some white dude came up to you and told you that in his opinion black people are inferior to white people. The end. Would you just smile and nod and say, “Well, hey, that's your opinion and an opinion is never wrong.” Or would you, like myself, say something more like, “Wow, what kind of a backward, uneducated racist are you? Sorry, sir, but you're wrong.” If you were to take that first stance, all your liberal friends out there would call you a racist. They are obsessed with calling people racist afterall.


So in my opinion, it's okay to tell someone they are wrong, but still like them, still care about them, still want to be friends with them. I guess I learned this valuable lesson from a friend of mine at college. He was a very honest person who wasn't afraid to say what he thought. There were plenty of times he told me straight out that something I thought or had said was wrong or even stupid. But I didn't get offended, hurt, or feel as if I'd been victimized because of it. Instead, I just thought, “Whatever, he's wrong.” And then I got over it. He was my friend, and in his opinion, I was wrong or stupid. That was fine with me. Looking back on it, I think a lot of those things I said or thought were stupid now myself!


Don't think that's the end. Recently, I got into a debate on facebook with a friend about gay marriage. She's for it, I'm against it. We were able to keep things really respectful, but she had a friend on her side who joined in and basically told me I was an idiot and completely wrong for believing what I did. Once again, you didn't hear me whining or complaining about being told I was wrong. I simply thought she was the one who was wrong and I got over it.
My final example comes from my time at Snow College. I had a very liberal and anti-Mormon literature professor. A continuing assignment throughout the semester was writing a page of our opinion on our reading. Sometimes my own religious morals and beliefs were put into those assignments. Afterall, it was supposed to be our opinions. But any time I did that, he'd tell me I was wrong and give me less points. But I didn't go whining to the dean that I'd been victimized and mistreated. I just thought that he was wrong. I actually really liked the professor and I think he liked me, too. I ended up with an A in the class so I guess it all worked out in the end.


So, to all of my liberal friends out there, you are my friends. I do like you, I do respect you, but I also think the things you believe are wrong and sometimes I even think you're stupid for believing in it. Now you can either get offended and hurt by that, whine and complain, feel like a poor, little victim of cruelty, or you can roll your eyes, think I'm the one who's wrong, and then get over it. Don't worry, I will!