So I saw this argument on Twitter. (Did you know people argue on Twitter?)
The argument was about which Star Wars movie was the best in the franchise. I chimed in, Episode IV, A New Hope. But I stipulated. I don’t know if it was the best, I don’t know who gets to decide, and I really don’t care. It is my favorite. It’s my favorite because I was seven when it came out, and I had never seen anything like it. The ones that followed were great, but for me, nothing compares to seeing Vader walk onto the screen for the first time.
So over there on the Facebook, I’ve been invited to post album covers for the next 10 days, no explanation. This was today’s.
It needs some explanation. This was the first album I remember buying with my own money. And my parents let me play it on their stereo. (Remember the stereos in the 70’s? A giant piece of wooden furniture, weighing roughly 600 pounds, that somewhere inside housed a turntable and speakers?)
Greatest album ever? No? Greatest KISS album ever? No. But for me it evokes a certain memory.
Ask me to think of a funny golf movie. I’ll tell you Happy Gilmore. Am I saying it’s better than Caddyshack? No. But I remember the day I saw Happy Gilmore, what was going on in my life, and why I really needed a laugh that day.
So here’s where I’m going. Different things speak to people in different ways. And you don’t always know why someone else thinks the way they do.
So 1) Try to understand where someone else is coming from before forming your opinion, and 2) think long and hard about whether or not it’s worth fighting about.
And yeah, don’t be a jerk.