Respecting Diversity

Diversity is such a loaded word. As a past ‘buzz word’, it has come into its own and is now just plain loaded. You don’t know where the conversation is going to go when you hear the word diversity.

You may have to remove your earrings and prepare for battle, or simply take a deep breath and prepare to explain some things.

Diversity affects us all. I’ll attempt to explain in the most innocuous way possible. In fact, I’ll just use wine. And who doesn’t enjoy a good glass of wine now and again? What you don’t? (Heathen!)

We are all very different people on very different paths and with very different pallets. There’s nothing wrong with that…really.

But still…when I hear someone praise something like an Asti Spumanti, plum wine or (god forbid) Morgan David, two buck chuck and the like, it gives me pause. I have to remember to not look at that person as if they have three heads, ten arms, and green skin. I wonder anew why these particular drinks were created in the first place! And we all know that I have a rather vivid imagination…so to just ponder how and why is always an adventure.

Anyhow…alternately, when I expound on my fondness for dry whites, cabernets and pinot noirs, I’m quite shocked by the response from the faux wine imbibers. When I receive the ghastly three heads, ten arm green thing look—well then that’s just plain wrong. I mean, come on…I have great taste! But only for those who concur. We all just have a different pallet, that’s all. It doesn’t make us any better or worse for having evolved sooner or later…okay, that was just plain mean…to each her own!