My intermittent, but consistent, contemplation of the elephant in the room continues. As I keep searching for ideas about where the elephants reside, I thought that maybe they are personal demons. But now I am wondering if they are the things we don't acknowledge publicly, but that others will gladly acknowledge behind our backs.
I spent the weekend doing various neighborly activities, such as participating in a multi-home yard sale and watching football. Throughout encountering various familiar faces and quasi-acquaintances, I also began to learn incredibly intimate details about their lives, and not from them.
I stumbled into the murky political waters of social positioning, which grows more complicated because it exists on either side of our house, across the street and down the road. It is a realm of who knows whom, who has what, and how many iterations and generations live on the block. I can only imagine what they are saying about me. And in fact, where is this information leak coming from?
Among tid-bits and pieces learned, I heard about various crimes, substance abuses, and other degrees of personal judgement. All stuff I did not need to know, and things I am certain would be considered hurtful to the owners of said gossip, but stuff that was gleefully passed to me, a new-comer who has only resided here for three years.
So what I am wondering is, is it safe to say that the elephant might be things that we won't acknowledge within our personal environs, but things which become owned and discussed inappropriately in the public realm?
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