Only me again…
It might sound weird but I actually enjoy arguments. Not like the guy from friends who dated Phoebe and loved everything even getting excited over their first conflict. I’m talking about those heated debates where people let out their passionate side defending their views and opinions.
I’m the youngest in a family of four kids so I have grown up fighting over the noise of the kitchen table to have my voice heard. And then be pushed back down to my sit as my siblings would cry out how inexperienced I was in the topic.
Some people would probably say we’re crazy but as we’ve gotten older these dinner times have only gotten a little more heated and interesting actually because we actually have proper opinions not silly childlike thoughts.
These dinner time debates are one of my favourite things in the world. As my sibs have grown up and moved on beyond the family home I actually find myself slightly bored by dinner time. Sometimes my craving for a good discussion gets the better of me and I end up causing an unnecessary argument due to the fact that I disagree with nearly everything either of my parents say. Mom usually prefers a peaceful dinner- sorry mom.
The best thing is, everyone eventually has to accept each other’s opinions, we clear the table and retreat back to whatever it was we were doing.
Although there is the occasional subject that just can’t seem to be let go of and the discussion continues past the dinner table.
I love the feeling of power when I’m voice my argument. When someone tries to interrupt you and you just keep going, hearing their point in the background, answering it in your argument (why its wrong) and shutting them down. It’s like when I used to do debating in school and someone would say ‘point of information’. You can either accept or decline their request. It’s lazy to decline and a risk to accept- if you can’t take it don’t give it, i.e if you can’t take the correction or critic then you should never have entered the debate.
The thing that I love about debating is it makes you stronger. You learn to stand up for yourself. Respect other peoples points of view, while at the time making your best attempt at arguing why their wrong. You can learn a lot both about other individuals and other topics. There’s a thrill in the debate. It can both terrify and excite you. Now these are the serious sit down competition debates I’m referring to, not dinner time at the Feeney household.
I remember one morning before school officially started. A group of us were sitting in our usual spot by the radiators on the ground floor. It happened organically, which is the best way for it to happen. Before I knew it we were stuck in a serious discussion about the referendum vote that was coming up in Ireland regarding same sex marriage (2015 vote).
Some of us weren’t yet 18 so we couldn’t vote but it’s not like that would ever stop us from having an opinion. I won’t get into detail about what views we each had or what points we made but it did get very heated-in a healthy way, don’t worry there was no cat fight with hair being pulled out. I will say though when some of the teachers walked by they didn’t even want to attempt to tell us to settle down, we were in it, probably a little intimidating to the younger years ( we were 6th years/most senior class).
Haha this blog post has almost got me a little riled up and I have to have the daily family dinner time after this 😀 I can’t wait to see how that goes after this.
If there’s one thing I’d love it would be that you go off and ask the big questions. Start a healthy debate once in a while. Sound off below, I’d love to chat to you all.