Replacing the Hot Stove


With Social Media

While reading through some Facebook comments this morning (I won’t bore you with the details as it was a post about Brett Kavanaugh), I suddenly flashed back to a childhood memory, which involved the old pot-bellied stove in the local general store in Dalston. That was where the farmers would go to discuss the news of the day.

In much the same way as people who comment on FB posts, these men would express their opinions, even though they may have been ill-informed and/or biased. It made for some lively discussions.


We no longer get to look people in the eye when we disagree with them. Instead, we hide behind our avatar, and it seems that allows us to be as rude as we care to be. And the only comeback from others are ‘slings and arrows of outrageous fortune’.

We are no longer civil to each other, and that seems to be the reason our countries and other nations are divided along ideological lines. A two-party political system, like the one in the States, splits the population into polarized, partisan enemies.

The mud-slinging that ensues is not pretty to watch, and it certainly makes one pause before entering into the fray. (I wonder if that is what being a-frayed/afraid really means.) We all have opinions, but stating them can mean putting your head above the parapet; you’re asking to be shot at.


In the ‘old days’, the CBC (Hockey Night in Canada) commentators of NHL games called their intermission discussions the “Hot Stove League“. It had a friendly feel about it.

It may have been the warmth from the wood stove, but I miss those times. Now there’s nothing but heated debate.

As Mr Jory used to say to Mr Buey, who ran the Dalston General Store:

“Aw, hell, I don’t know…”

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And I am experimenting with birth and death charts.
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