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Cool Steve Deals With An Insult

Jeffrey Rubin, PhD

Welcome to From Insults To Respect.

Today, I present a brief story that asks the question, How would someone people respect handle the challenging situation of being insulted? The story is an abbreviated section from my novel, Fights In The Streets, Tears In The Sand. The story’s setting, 1965, Brooklyn’s lower middle class section of Brighton Beach. Jeff Star, one of the two major character’s of the novel and its narrator has begun his second day at Lincoln High, and he is intrigued and jealous as he begins to hear about a classmate some students refer to as “Cool Steve.”

The Story

My second day as a student at Lincoln High, at lunch I spot an open seat at a table. A couple of guys that I recognize from my gym class are sitting there. One of the guys is reading a story in Sports Illustrated with a great shot of Mickey Mantle. The Mick’s neck and forearms are bulging as he’s clobbering a monster home run. There’s another guy sitting next to Cliff, two very nice to look at girls are there as well. I’ll give this a try.

     “Anybody got this seat?” I ask while preparing myself for rejection.

    The guy reading the sports magazine checks me out for a couple of seconds, then replies, “Sit down. I’m Cliff Schweitzer.” The two girls give me a friendly smile and resume a conversation they’re having about what they did over the summer. The other guy at the table completely ignores me.

     “Hey, who do you have for Social Studies?” Cliff asks,

     After checking my schedule card, I answer, “Mr. Lofton.”

     “Is he any good?”

     “I don’t know. I have him for the first time a couple of periods from now.”

    “I got stuck with Mr. Putzmeister,”Cliff says mournfully.

     “Putzmeister,” I reply with a smile.

     “Yeah. I got to get out of there. He’s major league boring.”

     “You only had him for one period,” I reply. “Maybe he’ll get better. You’re interested in history?”

      “Well, to me, a branch of history is ‘The world of sports,’ and I love sports. In fact, I’m writing a column for the school newspaper. It’s called the ‘Sports Scene.’ The first issue comes out on Friday. Check it out. Let me know what you think.”

     While we’re talking, we hear a kid from a nearby table, yelling, “I bet you wouldn’t do that ta Cool Steve!”

     I turn to Cliff. “That’s the second time I heard this name, Cool Steve. You wouldn’t happen ta know him?”

    “Yeah, from Cunningham,” he answers, referring to one of the junior highs that feed into Lincoln. “I guess most of the kids who know him, know him from there.”

     “There seems to be some kind of respect thing connected to him.”

     “Respect? Steve? Well, yeah.”

     “You respect him?”

     “Sure.”

     “How come?”

      “Well, I guess for me it’s got something to do with the fact that he’s a pretty decent athlete. In stickball he’s got explosive power and a rocket arm, and in football he’s got lightning speed and incredible hands. He’s… he’s history in the making! But, um… I got a feeling people would respect Steve even if he wasn’t so great in sports.” Then Cliff’s voice trails off and he looks like he’s searching for a more complete answer but ends up shrugging his shoulder and resumes reading his article.

     Hmmm. I bet this guy Cool Steve is a real jerk. Everybody thinking he’s such a cool dude. I hate people like that.

     As I begin to eat my lunch, I wait for a break in the two attractive girls’ conversation so I could introduce myself. After several minutes pass, without a single conversational pause, one of the two girls at my table begins to check me out. And then she introduces herself.

     “I’m Jane.”

     “We actually call her Mysterious Jane,” says Cliff.

     “Mysterious Jane?” I ask.

     “Well, we call Mysterious Jane, Mysterious Jane, because she’s strange,” he explains.

She might be strange, I think to myself, but she’s mighty fine–long, straight, glossy black hair that slightly covers her prominent cheekbones, voluptuous body. Her green, almond shaped eyes have a thin line of black mascara and perhaps within these glimmering eyes there is a hint of some sort of mysteriousness.

     “I’m Sandy,” says the other girl. She’s cute, with a peachy complexion, and long, wavy, sandy-blond hair. She glances at me and smiles.

    After a quick sandwich, we all go sit on the steps of Lincoln’s main entrance. It’s warm and the sun is shining. Suddenly something catches Sandy’s attention, and she cries, “Who’s that gorgeous guy?”

     Mysterious Jane turns with her large green eyes in the direction that Sandy is looking—down the steps and off to the right. She lets out a long sigh. “Oh, that’s Steve Marino.”

     “That’s the guy the guys call Cool Steve,” says Cliff.

      “Ain’t he built!” Sandy squeals. “You know him?”

     “Yeah, from Cunningham,” Jane replies. “All the girls were nuts about him because, well, a lot of the girls say it’s because he’s so cute. And he is cute, especially his eyes. I l-o-o-v-e his eyes.” This is followed by a moan, and she then drifts off into another dimension.

     Sandy pokes Jane, returning her back to Earth.

     Jane looks over to Sandy, lowers her voice to an eerie whisper and says, “If you want to know the truth, the real reason all the girls are crazy about Steve is because he moves with the grace and power of a large panther, but he has far more power than any panther you’ve ever seen.”

     I think to myself, that Mysterious Jane, she’s strange!

     Watching Steve down the steps, I can’t notice him moving in any special way. He’s tall with dark eyes and hair, like me. But compared to me, Steve is broader and has more of a Paul Newman nose. Mine ain’t nothing to be proud of.

     Anyway, the guy’s gotta be some kind of jerk. People thinking he’s cool, what a jerk. I notice in my innards a sense of jealousy. In junior high, I was far from the most respected kid there, getting into fights and cursing out anyone who looked at me in a way that provoked me even when later I couldn’t figure out why it had. Oh, I had problems at home, my parents were divorced, I was teased about it, and I had an awful relationship with stepdad, but I sense that being jealous of this guy, Cool Steve, who I had not even yet met, made no sense, but still I had crazy angry feelings toward him.

     I’m walking out the south side exit of Lincoln heading home. Images of how I had treated my friend Leroy disrespectfully earlier in the day flashed through my mind.  Hey, I don’t give a crap about this respect garbage!

     Suddenly I hear, “Hey, Jeff Star!”

     I turn to my left and spot Cliff calling after me and he’s with Steve Marino. “Jeff, that guy Steve you were asking about, here he is.”

     As I walk over, I’m feeling a completely unfamiliar nervousness. And then, when I open my mouth, I find myself saying in a loud tough voice, “So you’re Steve Marino. I’ve been hearing about you. The word is you’re a jerk!”

     As I glare at Steve, my heart pounds furiously. From the corner of my eye, I notice Cliff watching on, his mouth closed so tight he seems to have no lips. His words from yesterday come to mind—”Steve’s the best athlete I’ve ever personally known. Big shit!

     I’m waiting for an angry come on, or a quick jab from his right. My muscles are as tight as a hangman’s noose.

     I notice several students who were walking home from school have put on their brakes and their eyes are darting back and forth between me and Steve.

     Steve’s eyes lower, his forehead creases. Then his eyes look into mine and I see, instead of fury, sadness. “I guess,” he begins to say haltingly, “well… I was hoping… you know… starting a new school here… well, I was hoping the kids would like me.”

     Those dark, glimmering eyes of his….

     “Jeff,” says Cliff, “why did you say that?”

     My eyes dart to him and back to Steve. Cold perspiration beads up on my forehead. The students looking on are almost drooling.

     In junior high, whenever I started to put someone down, I had the favor returned with cries of “Fuck you!” and blood splattering fistfights. Such reactions would turn me into a raving lunatic as we would go at each other screaming and swinging until one of us had nothing left to offer but thoughts of revenge. Now, uncomfortably, I look into Steve’s eyes…the sadness there…eyebrows down. He looks directly into my eyes, then down, and then back up into mine.

     “Listen Steve,” I find myself saying,  “I… I don’t know why I said that… everyone I talked with said you were okay.” I take a quick glance at Cliff and the other students watching on…and hurry away.

    A few minutes later, I’m pushing the elevator button in my apartment lobby. Jeez, I guess I just made a great impression, a hell of a great impression. Steve’s eyes… man, who is this guy?

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Well, that’s my story for the day. I’m wondering how my readers think Cool Steve handled the insulting situation. Any views on how Steve or Jeff could have handled the situation better?

My Best.
Jeff

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On Civility During Community Meetings

Welcome to From Insults to Respect.

Today, I came upon a NewYorkTimes article titled “Residents’ Rights to Be Rude Upheld by Massachusetts Supreme Court.” The ruling settled a conflict between the town of Southborough’s “civility code” for public comment at meetings and Ms Louise Barron who had said to a town board member, “Look, you need to stop being a Hitler. You’re a Hitler. I can say what I want.”

Ms Louise Barron

The Southborough’s civility code required “respectful and courteous” discourse “free of rude, personal or slanderous remarks.” Leading up to the high point of the conflict, Ms Barron had accused the town board members of “…spending like drunken sailors,” and breaking the law by limiting her speech. A board member expressed that she was starting to “slander” the town officials and indicated that if she continued with such words he would move to end the open comment section of the meeting. It was at this point that Ms Barron made the Hitler comments, and then the committee members agreed to end this part of the meeting.

It’s awfully expensive settling these issues in court. Therefore, it might be worthwhile for us to take a few minutes to look at the court’s reasoning, and then consider what preventative path we might wish to wisely choose to avoid getting embroiled in such conflicts.

The Court’s Reasoning

According to the New York Times:

John and Samuel Adams

Decorum, the new decision concluded, was not a top priority for the cousins John and Samuel Adams when they drafted Article 19 in the Massachusetts Constitution, ratified in 1780. By laying out the right to request “redress of the wrongs done them, and of the grievances they suffer,” the justices noted, they aimed to protect the colonists’ freedom to rail against King George III, disparaged at the time as “the Royal Brute,” in a profane and ungracious manner.

The Southborough Town House, where the town’s board of selectmen meets. Credit…Sophie Park for The New York Times

“There was nothing respectful or courteous about the public assemblies of the revolutionary period,” the court wrote in its opinion. “There was also much that was rude and personal, especially when it was directed at the representatives of the king and the king himself.”

“…..The court found that her reference to Hitler was “certainly rude and insulting,” but was protected speech nonetheless. The town’s insistence on civility “appears to cross the line into viewpoint discrimination: allowing lavish praise but disallowing harsh criticism of government officials,” the ruling said.

“Although civility can and should be encouraged in political discourse,” the justices wrote, “it cannot be required.”

As I read the court’s decision, I found myself frustrated that it relies so much on the reasoning of people who thought about this issue over two hundred years ago. At the same time, I do have a great deal of respect for the principle of freedom speech. I also realize that if enough people object to this court ruling, there is a democratic process that allows for changing the constitution. Making such a change would be a lengthy process. In the meantime, how might those who lead periods of public open comments prepare for the likelihood of being insulted?

Suggestions For Dealing With Insults

Given this ruling, a license for disrespectful language is now on the books. Public figures, therefore, are going to have to figure out ways to skillfully handle this. The Times article offered a suggestion on how to go about doing so.

To encourage civil behavior, “treat people civilly in the first place, and in a way that they perceive to be fair.” For example, imagine the difference if a board member, instead of getting defensive, said, “This person is not feeling heard,” and then said, “Tell us more.” This suggestion is a good start for thinking about how to wisely move forward in a positive manner, but in my opinion needs elaboration.

Although the justices wrote that “civility can and should be encouraged in political discourse,” the Times article is not as clear as I would like. How precisely this might be done without violating their ruling that this cannot be required? Here’s my suggestion.

Immediately prior to each meeting’s public comment period, the chairperson would make the following statement–“We now invite public comments. We would greatly appreciate it if all of your comments are phrased civilly and respectfully.” Although not all will comply, I think encouraging this is worth the effort.

The Times article seems to suggest a specific type of response from a board member to an insult–“The person is not feeling heard. Tell us more.” From my experience, just making this type of suggestion to board members, sound as it is, may work to some degree, but to really increase the likelihood of this occurring when board members are in the midst of a heated personal attack, I recommend three practice sessions lasting half an hour each. Each session would begin with someone reading Rudyard Kipling’s poem, “If.”

Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you   

    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;   
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise,
….
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Then I would provide this little story about Abe Lincoln:

On one occasion, Secretary Stanton was particularly angry with one of the generals.

“I would like to tell him what I think of him!” he stormed.

“Why don’t you?” Mr. Lincoln agreed. “Write it all down – do.”

Mr. Stanton wrote his letter. When it was finished he took it to the President. The President listened to it all.

Secretary Stanton

All right. Capital!’ Lincoln nodded. “And now, Stanton, what are you going to do with it?”

Do with it? Why, send it, of course!”

“I wouldn’t,” said the President. “Throw it in the waste-paper basket.”

“But it took me two days to write —”

Yes, yes, and it did you ever so much good. You feel better now. That is all that is necessary. Just throw it in the basket.”

After a little more expostulation, into the basket it went.

After these two readings at each of the three practice sessions a board member, while being video recorded, would pretend to insult another board member, and the person receiving the insult would try to respond civilly and fairly. Then the whole board would critique the response. By going through this process a few times at each of the three sessions, it would enormously increase the likelihood of each board member skillfully handling these challenging situations.

I hope you find these suggestions helpful.

My Best,
Jeff

 

 

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A Gone With The Wind Insult

Welcome to From insults To Respect.

In several previous post we discussed suggestions for responding to insults in a positive manner. For example, we discussed Abe Lincoln’s wise approach (see HERE) and Jackie Robinson’s challenging approach (see HERE). To deepen our thinking about this issue, I am always on the lookout for these types of examples.

Last night, I happened to be watching the epic 1939 film, Gone With The Wind, winner of 10 Academy Awards. The plot begins just as the American Civil War is about to commence. It was a time when challenging someone to a duel was viewed as required to save face whenever a man felt he was insulted. Such an approach has largely gone with the wind, but there is a scene early in the film in which Rhett Butler, richly played by Clark Gable, handles an insult in a way that I think is worth considering even in our modern world.

The Scene

The setting is the library of a wealthy plantation owner, Ashley Wilkes. A group of men have gathered there to discuss the likelihood of a Civil War. Ashley had invited Rhett Butler, a man with considerable military training having attended West Point, to come to his plantation as one of his guests. Here’s the dialogue I would like you to consider:

Wilkes, Hamilton, & O’Hara

Mr. O’Hara: It’s time we let them [the northerners] know we keep our slaves! We’re the sovereign state of Georgia and we’ll keep it by force of arms! We Got to fight, there is no other way! The matter is simple. The Yankees can’t fight and we can! Don’t you agree with us, Mr. Butler?!

Clark Gable as Mr. Butler

Mr. Butler: I think it’s hard to win a fight with words, gentlemen.

Mr. Charles Hamilton: What do you mean?!

Mr. Butler: I mean, there is not a cannon factory in the whole south.

Mr. Hamilton

Mr. Hamilton: What does that mean to a gentleman?! [said with rage]

Mr. Butler: I’m afraid it will mean a great deal to a lot of gentlemen.

Mr. Hamilton: Are you hinting that the yankees can lick us?!

Mr. Butler: No, I’m not hinting. I’m saying very plainly the yankees are better equipped than us. They have factories, coal mines, a fleet that can bottle up our harbors and starve us to death. All we got is cotton, slaves, and arrogance.

Mr. Hamilton: I refuse to listen to any of this renegade talk!

Mr. Butler: I’m sorry if the truth offends you [said humbly and with a respectful bow].

Mr. Hamilton: Your apology is not enough! [At which point the insults from Hamilton are furiously launched at Butler] I hear you were turned out of West Point, and you are not welcome in any family in Charleston, not even your own family!!!

Mr. Butler: I apologize again for all of my shortcomings. [He provides a respectful bow] Mr. Ashely, perhaps you won’t mind if I take a walk around your place. [Before leaving, he looks toward the rest of the men and says] I’m sorry gentlemen, I seem to be spoiling everyone’s cigars and dreams of victory. [He again respectfully bows and exits]

Mr. Hamilton attempts to chase after Mr. Butler to furiously challenge him to a duel, but the other men physically restrain him while explaining that a duel would be foolhardy because Butler has proven to be one of the best marksmen in the country. Mr. Ashely Wilkes, owner of the plantation at which the meeting is being held, informs all that Mr. Butler is his guest, and with that, he joins Butler on his walk. 

Discussion

Here we see a scenario in which Mr. O’Hara asks Mr. Butler if he agrees with him regarding war with the yankees. Mr Butler, disagrees and provides his reasons. Mr. Hamilton angrily refers to Mr. Butler’s comment as renegade talk, yells in a disrespectful tone of voice, and flings negative rumors in Mr. Butler’s face in front of many men looking on, while being overheard by women in nearby rooms.

To this, Mr. Butler doesn’t slug Mr. Hamilton, nor does he demand either an apology or face him in a duel, which would be typical for Hollywood movies. Instead, he first says, “I’m sorry if the truth offends you,” while respectfully bowing.

When the insulting continues, he offers another apology to Mr. Hamilton, this time, for all of his shortcomings, and again he bows. He then offers an apology to the others in the room and leaves. Violence is avoided, and everyone has some time to cool down.

It seems to me, there are aspects of the approach displayed by Mr. Butler that readers might wish to avoid, and other aspects they would be wise to put in their “handling insults toolbox.”

When Mr. Butler refers to those who are promoting war with the north as being “arrogant,” this suggests he views them as having an exaggerated sense of their ability. For me, I, personally, would leave this type of adjective out of any defense, for some might view it as an insult. I prefer to let my reasoned arguments suffice.
I also have an issue with Mr. Butler when he says, “I’m sorry if the truth offends you.” This can easily come off as being too certain that he is absolutely right, and those who disagree with him are absolutely wrong. Although I am sometimes pretty sure that I am right, I prefer to present myself as being open to learning from opposing views.

Other than these two issues, I think Butler’s approach probably has considerable merit in handling some challenging situations in which insults are flying at my being. I like that he presents his reasons for his disagreement, his tone strikes me as respectful, and his apology for his shortcomings in the face of insults I think has the potential of reducing the chance of an escalation into violence.

I would love to hear from those of you who would like to share your views about Butler’s approach, and my take on it.

As this post drifts to an end, I leave you with my hope that all of you always find ways to convert your insulting experiences into moments that enhance how much respect others have for you, and how much respect you have for yourself.

My Best,
Jeff

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Thoughts On Paul McCartney’s Song “Who Cares”

Welcome to From Insults To Respect.

Recently, I happened to be listening to Paul McCartney’s fine album, Egypt Station, and my emotions were stirred up by the straight away rocker, “Who Cares.” The first stanza, with its driving beat, sets up its theme:

Did you ever get hurt by the words people say
And the things that they do when they’re picking on you?
Did you ever get sad by the end of the day
When they’re making you feel like a rusty old wheel
That’s been left in the rain

As you can readily see, the experience of being insulted is the song’s theme. As Sir Paul describes it:

With “Who Cares”, I was thinking about a song where you actually are talking to the people who may listen to it. And in my case I was imagining young fans, or young people who might hear this, and who are going through some sort of problem where they’re being picked on, being put on.

These days it would be internet bullying, trolls and all that. In my school days, it would have just been bullies and people just generally picking on each other. So I know that has happened all over the world to millions of people.

So my thing was to kind of try and help, try and help, almost kind-of give some sort of advice.

Now it just so happens that this blog has extensively discussed ways to skillfully respond to this type of experience (see HERE, HERE, and HERE for examples). Mastering such skills so they become second nature even in challenging emotionally arousing situations requires opportunities to practice them over an extended period of time in various fun ways. So, today, for all of you Paul McCartney fans, I thought it would be fun to discuss some relevant ideas with this relevant song.

Some Feelings and Thoughts That I Have When Listening To The Song

The opening verse asks if you ever feel hurt and sad when feeling insulted, which, of course, pretty much all of us have. One of Paul’s great talents is coming up with highly relatable songs, and this one is an excellent example.

Now, when we do feel we are being insulted, how do we go about acting wisely? Paul’s song suggests adopting the following attitude:

Who cares what the idiots say
Who cares what the idiots do
Who cares about the pain in your heart?
Who cares about you?
I do
This stanza suggests that we view those who are insulting us as if they are idiots, not worth spending any time on, and then we are to turn our attention to someone who cares about us in a positive manner. I remember when I was growing up some adults advocating such a strategy, and undoubtedly it has more merit than some others I can think of. For example, I once worked in a juvenile correctional facility and some of those confined there had, when feeling they had been insulted, violently attacked the insulter. Both of the parties in the exchange ended up physically hurt. Moreover, their physical violence led to the costly consequences of dealing with the justice system. So, relative to the violent approaches, Sir Paul’s is, in my opinion, way preferable.

Although, better than some strategies, here at From Insults To Respect, I’ve been advocating that readers add another tool to their resolving conflicts toolbox to deal with insults. What I mean by this is that I’m not suggesting throwing out of your toolbox the approach Paul’s song describes, for you may, after considering the situation, decide it is the one that makes the best sense. However, by adding to your toolbox the following approach, you may discover that many situations can be handled in a far better manner.

The Alternative Tool

Consider the possible benefits of not concluding right off the bat that the insulter is an idiot. Instead, you seek to transform any disrespect the insulter might have for you into him or her liking and respecting you. This involves taking up the attitude of a detective seeking to find out why the person had decided to seek to insult you, and then using some easy to learn techniques to skillfully respond to what you find out.

So, for example, some guy says something to you that strikes you as an insult. The first thing you do with this alternative approach is to shift into your detective attitude. You notice the guy doesn’t appear truly angry, and maybe he has a little twinkle in his eye. You then recall he throws out similar insults to others in a similar manner. The detective in you now guesses that this guy likes to throw out insults in a playful way to light a little spark in his relationships. Now that you have this theory in mind, instead of walking away with the attitude that this guy is an idiot, you smile at him, showing him you can gracefully take a little kidding without getting defensive. He ends up also smiling.

Consider another example. This time when you receive the insult, the detective in you recognizes that you have angered the person because you did make some type of mistake. Rather than walking away with the attitude that the insulter is an idiot, you decide, instead, to agree in a caring manner that you did make a mistake, express that you are sorry, and ask if there is some way you can make it up to the person. The insulter ends up appreciating that you are willing to take the responsibility for making a mistake, and respects you more for having done so.

One more example should suffice for now. This time, you receive an insult, and the detective in you is unable to quickly come up with the reason. You, therefore, have to do some additional detective work, by saying in a concerned voice, “It looks like I upset you. What did I do?” Then, listening in a caring manner to the insulter, and then summarizing what is said shows the insulter you care enough to take seriously what the issues are, and by doing so you can often quickly turn an angry fellow into someone who greatly likes and respects you.

There are several additional types of situations that lead to insults. Someone might be jealous of you, or the insulter is particularly irritable because of some highly stressful recent experiences.

By familiarizing yourself over the course of a few weeks with the typical reasons why people insult someone, the detective in you can become far better at quickly ascertaining what the reason is in any given situation in which you find yourself being insulted. Then, over a few more weeks, rehearsing several scripts, each one designed to handle the various reasons why someone might insult you, your confidence for handling such situations is enormously improved.

By now you are no doubt getting some idea of what this alternative method is all about. Clearly, it requires more from you than just thinking to yourself that the insulter is an idiot and walking away while reminding yourself of those who truly care about you. However, I contend that once you practice this alternative it becomes very easy to implement, often taking a mere few seconds, and is frequently very rewarding. At the top of this blog you can see how you can receive a free book titled, “Dealing With Criticism” that utilizes America’s favorite comic strips to teach you this alternative in a fun manner. The information you provide for signing up for the free book will never be shared or sold to a 3rd party. This blog and its educational materials are designed to be an open source resource and is completely free.

Getting back to Paul’s song

After the “Who Cares” lyrics that says, “Who cares about you? I do,” the song continues,
‘Cause you’re worth much more
A fact you can be sure
No need to hide
The love you’ve got inside
This is a fine stanza that can help to bolster your pride, thus easing the hurt feelings you might be feeling from an insult. Regardless of what method you decide to use when dealing with an insult, it helps to keep in mind that just because someone insults you doesn’t mean you are a worthless piece of trash. That said, I do think that if you do take the time to learn to be an expert in dealing with these types of situations, it will lead to more people recognizing that you are a very worthwhile individual, and that can further bolster your pride and ease the sting of insults.
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Some people will enjoy reading this blog by beginning with the first post and then moving forward to the next more recent one; then to the next one; and so on. This permits readers to catch up on some ideas that were presented earlier and to move through all of the ideas in a systematic fashion to develop their emotional intelligence. To begin at the very first post you can click HERE.
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How Lincoln Handled Insults

Welcome to From Insults to Respect.

About nine years ago I began this blog, and one of the first sets of words that I wrote were:

We have all experienced name calling, insults and teasing, even the greatest presidents, the most talented athletes, and every member of your favorite band.  If someone insults you, calls you names, or teases you, it does NOT mean that you are a bad person.

Although being treated disrespectfully does not mean that you are a bad person, skillful handling of these types of situations can have an enormous influence on how much you are liked and respected by others, and how you regard yourself as a person. 

Since then, I have published quite a few posts that offered suggestions for handling this sometimes difficult type of situation (for example see HERE, HERE, and HERE). Now, as I was wondering what to write about for this week’s post, I noticed C-SPAN had just announced the results of its latest survey that had historians and other professional observers of the presidency rate U.S. presidents. Abraham Lincoln, consistent with many previous surveys over the years, came out on top. And it just so happens that I have been reading of late, Carl Sandburg’s biography of Lincoln. In its many pages, we find regularly Lincoln dealing with people throwing insults at him. So, I thought I would take this opportunity to share with you how this highly respected person dealt with them.

Examples of Lincoln Dealing with Insults

Stanton’s Insults

Secretary Stanton

Edwin M. Stanton served as Secretary of War during the Civil War, and in the early part of his tenure in that position he regularly threw insults at President Lincoln. At one point, for example, according to Sandburg’s Lincoln biography, Stanton angrily called his boss behind his back the original gorilla. When told about this by someone who was furious that Lincoln would let one of his subordinates insult him, Lincoln replied, “Now, now, Stanton is entitled to his opinion.” Then, with a twinkle in his eyes, Lincoln went on to say, “What concerns me is that I have found that when Stanton says something, he is usually right,” and with that, Lincoln brought forth a delightful smile.

A similar occasion occurred at another point, according to The Gilder Lehrman Institute of American History records,

Congressman Lovejoy

A committee of Western men, headed by [Congressman Owen] Lovejoy, procured from the President an important order looking to the exchange of Eastern and Western soldiers with a view to more effective work. Repairing to the office of Secretary Stanton, Mr. Lovejoy explained the scheme, as he had done before to the President, but was met by a flat refusal.

“But we have the President’s order sir,” said Lovejoy.

“Did Lincoln give you an order of that kind?” said Stanton.

“He did, sir.”

“Then he is a d—d fool,” said the irate Secretary.

“Do you mean to say the President is a d—d fool?” asked Lovejoy, in amazement.

“Yes, sir, if he gave you such an order as that.”

The bewildered Congressman from Illinois betook himself at once to the President, and related the result of his conference.

“Did Stanton say I was a d–d fool?” asked Lincoln at the close of the recital.

“He did, sir; and repeated it.”

After a moment’s pause, and looking up, the President said: “If Stanton said I was a d–d fool, then I must be one, for he is nearly always right, and generally says what he means. I will step over and see him.”

Now, you may be starting to get the impression that Lincoln would let Stanton bully him, but that appears to not be the case, as we can see from the following example, also from The Gilder Lehrman Institute of American History:

General James Fry, a War Department official who had frequent opportunity to observe the relations between the two men, noted such anecdotes were “interpreted as meaning that Lincoln could not control Stanton. The inference is erroneous. Lincoln, so far as I could discover, was in every respect the actual head of the administration, and whenever he chose to do so, he controlled Stanton as well as all the other Cabinet ministers.” Fry related a conflict between President Lincoln and Secretary Stanton which concluded with the following dialogue in Stanton’s office. Stanton said: “Now Mr. President, those are the facts, and you must see that your order cannot be executed.” The President cordially replied: “Mr. Secretary, I reckon you’ll have to execute the order.” Stanton objected: “Mr. President, I cannot do it. The order is an improper one, and I cannot execute it.” The President stared down the shorter Stanton and firmly issued an order: “Mr. Secretary, it will have to be done.” And indeed it was.

We get a little glimpse of Lincoln’s perspective of how he thought it best to handle Stanton when he got angry and began to throw out insults, from the following:

Senator Dawes

Henry Dawes dropped in on the President after the appointment was announced to congratulate him on getting such a man as Stanton for his Cabinet, in the next breath making some remark that led Lincoln to say, yes, there were those who had warned him that the new Secretary of War would run away with the whole concern. “We may have to treat him as they are sometimes obliged to treat a Methodist minister I know of out West. He gets wrought to so high a pitch of excitement in his prayers and exhortations that they are obliged to put bricks in his pockets to keep him down. We may be obliged to serve Stanton in the same way, but I guess we’ll let him jump a while first.”

As Lincoln got more and more familiar with Secretary Stanton’s intense, irritable nature, he made allowances for it because he knew how the excitement of the time tried men’s tempers and shattered their nerves. And yet, there were times Lincoln could not just ignore how Stanton was reacting to someone. On one occasion, Stanton was particularly angry with one of the generals.

“I would like to tell him what I think of him!” he stormed.

“Why don’t you?” Mr. Lincoln agreed. “Write it all down – do.”

Mr. Stanton wrote his letter. When it was finished he took it to the President. The President listened to it all.

All right. Capital!’ Lincoln nodded. “And now, Stanton, what are you going to do with it?”

Do with it? Why, send it, of course!”

“I wouldn’t,” said the President. “Throw it in the waste-paper basket.”

“But it took me two days to write —”

Yes, yes, and it did you ever so much good. You feel better now. That is all that is necessary. Just throw it in the basket.”

After a little more expostulation, into the basket it went.

Perhaps Lincoln, when he himself got worked up either because someone threw some insult at him, or for any other reason, also wrote letters of this sort to help him work out his feelings.

Insults By Others

General Grant

Stanton was, by no means, the only one to insult Lincoln. At one point, the president was confronted by a hail of insults for supporting U.S. Grant. The chief objection to the general was that he was thought to be intemperate with whiskey. Lincoln replied, “If I knew what brand of whiskey he drinks I would send a barrel or so to some of the other generals,” and then he leaned back in his chair and had a laugh.

In an excellent article in the journal, The Atlantic, titled “‘Idiot,’ ‘Yahoo,’ ‘Original Gorilla’: How Lincoln Was Dissed in His Day, we learn that Lincoln’s writing, so admired today, led to many an insult directed at him. Thus, the article reports:

No American president has uttered more immortal words than he did. We are moved by the power and lyricism of his speeches a century and a half later—not just by their hard, clear reasoning, but by their beauty. It is hard to imagine anyone hearing without admiration, for instance, this sublime passage from the first inaugural address:

I am loth to close. We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield, and patriot grave, to every living heart and hearthstone, all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.

Yet this speech was characterized by an editorial writer in the Jersey City American Standard as “involved, coarse, colloquial, devoid of ease and grace, and bristling with obscurities and outrages against the simplest rules of syntax.”

Later in this section of The Atlantic article we learn:

As for the Gettysburg Address—one of the most powerful speeches in human history, one that many American schoolchildren can recite by heart (Four score and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth …) and a statement of national purpose that for some rivals the Declaration of Independence—a Pennsylvania newspaper reported, “We pass over the silly remarks of the President. For the credit of the nation we are willing that the veil of oblivion shall be dropped over them, and they shall be no more repeated or thought of.” A London Times correspondent wrote, “Anything more dull and commonplace it wouldn’t be easy to produce.”

These insulting remarks were, at times, met with a humorist quip. For example, Stephen Douglas called him two faced during a debate and Lincoln responded “If I had another face, do you think I would wear this one?” At other times, he would respond to the flood of nay-saying with a weary wave of his hand and say, “Let us speak no more of these things.”

Conclusion

I think Alexander Hamilton Stephens, who had served as the Vice President of the Confederacy, well expressed what many who had an opportunity to get to know Lincoln came to feel about him. Thus, in a speech several years after the war, Stephens recalled getting to know Lincoln when they both served together in the House of Representatives prior to the war. “He was warm hearted; he was generous; he was magnanimous, ‘with malice toward none, with charity for all.'”

As Stanton declared at Lincoln’s death bed, with tears in his eyes, “He was one for the ages.”

All of that being said, it is my hope these Lincoln stories might inspire you when you find yourself confronted with insults. With Lincoln as an example, perhaps you might find yourself coming up with a few jests that can be employed as insults come your way, just to lighten things up a bit. And perhaps you might find yourself considering the wisdom of looking to see if there is any merit imbedded in any nasty phrased comment, kind of like what Lincoln did when he declared that he better step over to discuss the matter with Stanton after Stanton had thrown an insult at him.

Let me add, now, some personal advice. If you find, as a result of a nasty remark, that you need to spend a little time experiencing waves of distress in the pit of your stomach, take all the time that you need. Meanwhile, consider writing about what you might wish to say to the insulter. And by all means, avoid falling into the trap that an insult can define you as bad.

In closing today’s post, I shall leave you with some words by Rudyard Kipling that appears as part of his poem titled “If.” They seem to me to capture some of the essential character of Abraham Lincoln:

If you can keep your head when all about you   
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;   
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise,
….
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
My Best,
Jeff
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