Civility: A golden rule

Sitting across the board room conference table you have a disagreement with your colleague — do you shout and tell them to shut up because you know you’re right?

Do you stand up defiantly, raise your hand, and say, “You are useless. You have no idea what you’re talking about. Get out!”

Do you cross your arms against your chest and with piercing eyes, say, “So what? I don’t give a damn!”

Do you attack their personal beliefs, drag their marriage or sexuality into your rant, and shower profanities?

Do you stuff your fingers in your ears as they start to speak and run around the room going “La la la la la la la la”?

No.

You would probably try to rationalize in a calm voice. You would most likely say something like, “I guess you’re trying to say ABC, but hear me out because I’m saying XYZ.”

You would, if you were talking about something diametrically against their point of view, perhaps even go to the extent of saying, “You are looking at this from your perspective, but the way I see it…”

Maybe you’d count to 10. Think and rethink before you blurt out. Wonder if it’s belaboring a point and a waste of everyone’s time.

Maybe you’ll even put yourself in the other person’s shoes and decide to give them another chance.

What you wouldn’t do is call the person names or even obliquely try to drag any personal issues, theirs or yours, into that professional conversation.

There is something that holds you back from shouting like a two-year-old and having your voice heard. Something that tells you it’s inappropriate. Something that restrains you from being rude, uncivil, impolite, and crass.

It may be the fear of getting fired. Or being judged. Or just holding a high personal and professional standard. It might also be an ingrained part of your being that came from a good education.

You might disagree completely with a person, but you wouldn’t be uncivil.

In most cases, the same behavior transfers to personal relationships.

Maybe you fight a little harder, show your emotions more openly, point fingers, and sulk with your loved ones. But even then, you don’t intentionally, at least, disrespect them. You try not to generalize and either try to bring the argument to a resolution or agree amicably to disagree in favor of living under the same roof peacefully.

But when it comes to conversations on the Internet — be it instant messages, responses to “controversial” status updates or tweets, or even blog comments, that something that keeps us civil in other settings doesn’t seem to apply.

Don’t get me wrong — most people are as courteous in their written communication within the social media sphere as they are in real life, but there are a significant number that shock me with their smuttiness.

They hurl abuses. Get personal. And stray off-topic just to show a person down.

No restraints. No courtesy. No room for agreement.

No room for anything except their point of view.

And not all of them hide behind the cover of anonymity either. When they post something extremely offensive in response to an NPR report on Facebook or tweet a rude personal, albeit public, comment to a Washington Post reporter, their names and Twitter handles are visible to all. Yet, they somehow feel protected. For some reason the intertubes provide them with a notion of safety. Of being untouchable.

This is where they can give someone their piece of mind. Someone they don’t even know. Someone they’ve probably never met … and never will.

Maybe that is the crux of the issue…

The fact that this “someone” is “somewhere” in the ether — a real person but with no real significance.

Someone who they don’t have to interact with on a daily basis. Someone who they are never going to get close to. Someone who doesn’t really matter to them.

And if they don’t matter — heck, why care about them? Why bother with being civil? Why spend time being polite? Why not just dump all your angst on this person and move on … to your next target?

It’s easy.

And I guess that’s why people uninhibitedly curse on the road or flip off motorists. They don’t know ’em, so how does it matter?

But isn’t this behavior the most telling of one’s character? Doesn’t this devil-may-care attitude and crassness online reflect on who they are as a person more than anything else? The internet just brings out their true nature. This is the real them — callous, close-minded, narcissistic, stubborn men and women who refuse to acknowledge the existence of another perspective. They will argue to death with a stranger who “doesn’t matter,” so to speak, just to satisfy their egos.

And if you’re on the receiving end of such bashful commentary, what do you do? Do you also stoop to their level to show them who’s the man? Or do you take the high road?

It’s easy to get sucked into the rudeness spiral. But, just as in real life face-to-face confrontations, you control your actions online. Just as you wouldn’t flip off someone you know, just as you would tell someone being rude to you that it’s inappropriate and you don’t appreciate it — you ought to be the calm, rational, composed person online.

I’m not advocating taking crap from anyone, but don’t lose your decency.

You’re better than that.

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10 responses to “Civility: A golden rule

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  3. I so agree with this. I am very short tempered and sometimes in the heat of the situation end up saying words that make me repent later. Though I have learnt to control my temper but some people have not and there is never any use losing your decency against them.
    As someone said ‘throwing a stone in the mud would result in the mud coming back at you’

  4. You know recently I had quite an experience. I have come across my post copied by someone in their blog and claiming their own. I contacted the person and trust me I WAS polite when I asked the guy to remove the post from his blog.

    What he did in response was to ask me to prove that MY post is really MY post since he did not remember if he wrote it himself or not. While it felt weird I gave him the proof, and then he became not just rude but really offensive. I do not remember anyone ever talking to me this way. He even mentioned he would go to his local newspaper and fight the copyright laws.

    Anyways I got sidetracked. The guy was offensive, vulgar and rude. In the end he removed the post placing some kind of disclaimer on his blog like the post was crap anyways.

    And even after that he kept sending me mails with insults. I did have the urge to respond. But right you are, we are better than this 🙂

  5. Hey Mansi,

    My first time here and I am glad I stopped by, cheers!…this is like Dejavu, I had an encounter with the third kind day before yesterday, so I can so relate with this.

    I really liked the narration. Sometimes, people tend to forget civility just to be heard and make themselves happy!

  6. Hey Mansi:

    Very well argued. I liked the way you built the case. Yeah in many cases, one forgets civil behaviour over the internet as one has the safe feeling of not being face-to-face. But that is not a very nice excuse for impoliteness and arrogance.

    Lovely to start the day with this post in mind.

    Have a great remainder of the day.

    Sunshine and joy,
    Susan

  7. So true Mansi, it’s always better to take the high road because after you’ve calmed down you may regret what you wrote. A good friend of mine owns a bar & he tells me that in his opinion people don’t change as they get drunk they just become who they really are!!! Find peace within you & let go of the rage, discover the joy in each moment & enjoy life!! There’s always room for other opinions but there’s never room to be rude.

    Hugs,

    Bill

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