We have all heard the expression: “Throw so and so under the bus.”
Is that a form of sacrifice?
When we “throw someone under the bus?” are we hoping that this will save us from them or from us, ourselves?
Have you ever thought about it in those terms?
You’ve heard the word sacrifice all your life. It’s the kind of statement that comes out of people’s mouths when they’re trying to make a point and want you to hear what’s being said.
We all remember our history lessons well. Blood letting, baby killing, animal killing, all those substitutions to get it right in the world of the spiritual and religious. Abraham sacrificing his only son to the Lord to prove his love, loyalty, devotion, and faith. The Mayans and the Aztecs who killed babies and sacrificed them to their Gods for rain, good health, prosperity, and a steady and dependable government.
In 2017, the sacrifice idea still exists. That’s when we “throw people under the bus.” We’re hoping that the business Gods, political Gods, companion, friend, child, we all sacrifice to one or more specific unnamed entity that will make our lives better.
To keep us from harm. To keep us in the loop. To keep us on top. You can probably think of dozens of ways to keep you from something when “throwing someone under that bus.”
What I want to know is does it really work? I mean, people recognized that when you throw that person or person(s) under the bus is that you’re trying to save yourself. You don’t want to be “dragged” down with that person. In order to protect yourself, your reputation, your dignity, your hopes and dreams, you willing throw someone’s else chances away because it doesn’t affect you personally.
“Nothing personal,” you hear that allot these days. I often wonder though if you’re making a point about it and pointing it out to the rest of the world, how personal it really is.
Of course, it’s personal. You’re attacking that person’s credibility, their integrity, and them. Who they are and what they represent.
Of course, it’s personal. You’re on the attack in battle mode. You mean to inflict harm. No prisoners taken. There’s only one king on that mountain top at one time, and that king is you.
Yeah, I know. It’s a big, bad and complicated world out there, but there is hope.
You must recognize that you’re responsible for that person’s demise and that you caused this hurt, this fear, this totally striped naked feeling to happen to this person.
It’s on purpose.
You threw that person under the bus.
But, remember this.
What goes around comes around.
Until next time… .