Blend: (v) to mix a substance with another substance so that they combine together as a mass.
Human life is a dinner party–it really is.
When you plan a dinner party, you do not envision twelve small, separate tables filling a room, offering different cuisine to each clump. The purpose of a dinner party is to put a select group of people around the same table, enjoying the same meal and general conversation to achieve a sense of commonality.
It is also not a buffet line, where you place as many different, poorly prepared dishes as possible in a row, in an attempt to please those who shuffle through your smorgasbord.
It is a dinner party.
It is where we invite others, discover what they like to eat, whether they have peanut allergies or if they are pro- or anti-gluten.
Then, based upon the information, we sit down and blend it all together, to create a menu–from soup to nuts–that is pleasant to all concerned. (Well, maybe not nuts.)
Yet it seems we’re totally incapable of comprehending this in the realm of politics and religion. In those cases, everything must be suited to the tastes of smaller and smaller configurations of fussier and fussier participants.
We have to learn to blend.
To do so requires that leadership help us find our food for thought instead of gnawing on our bones of contention.
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