Understanding people who are the wrong side of history


Every once in a while nowadays I hear someone described as being "on the wrong side of history". And it just means that as things played out historically their point of view lost. But there really isn't a "wrong side", there are just winners and losers, and we've all been winners and losers.

Admit it, you voted for someone who didn't get elected. Maybe you drove around with a "Dewey" sticker on your car (and just how old are you?). Truman may have won in a landslide, but it isn't as if everyone voted for him.

If you're optimistic about the history of the human race, like I am, you've obviously found yourself on the right side of history quite often. I could go on and on with a list of things that I'm happy that humans have done, including inventing seat belts, but I'm inclined to think that there are a lot of people who would vehemently disagree with me. To me, they're on the wrong side of history, and to themselves history just didn't work out well, and the human race is on the eve of destruction, or in the melting pot, or you name it.

As you can tell, I wouldn't last very long with a group of people who are bemoaning how terrible things have become since, well you name it, the freeways were built, or the pyramids. But I do have live alongside these people, and since I'm inclined to live and let live, they'll get a cheerful smile from me, and I'll move on. I'll try not to take out my cell phone in front of them, as they might see it as proof that civilization is in ruins. Actually, I try not to interact with these people at all, because you never know what will trigger them.

History is a story after all, and stories have conflict. There are winners, and losers. History is written by the winners, and that's me.

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