We say, “Change happens” with some resolve. It’s an existential observation, no doubt emanating from the same place that allows us to accept tornado “seasons.” But when did we become a country that assigns blame to the winds of change?
The number of ways we Americans find to blame others and the degree to which we exhibit such an unwillingness to face mistakes, changes, and challenges suggests this country is in a blame free-fall. So I guess it shouldn’t surprise me when even social progress gets viewed by some as betrayal. Still, my world isn’t ending just because the Boy Scouts are trying modernize: why assign treachery to evolution?