Rage against the subjective machine
A few weeks ago I was having a lovely chat with someone about how they were fundraising to help homeless people. Suddenly it switched and they went off on a rant about immigration, shoot them before they get off the boats they were saying, no apparent awareness whether I might not agree or share their view. Perhaps they just assumed I would.
Last week a similar thing happened with another person I don't see very often, seemed like they were permanently plugged in to twitter. Their phone would ping and they'd be making comments condemning far right violence, then suddenly celebrating violence against Israel. Then we had an airing of views about supposed trans boxers in the Olympics, and "the trans agenda". They'd be upset if they knew what pronouns I was using for them here... ;) Again, no apparent thought to what I might think or feel about any of it. It was just awkward.
I believe it's healthy when we talk about our beliefs and values with people who have different beliefs and values, and I get into that kind of conversation occasionally with people I know. It doesn't have to be heated and it challenges you to examine ideas which might not be immediately intuitive to you. I think there's a societal norm now that we avoid those discussions to avoid awkwardness, which I understand. It's not always appropriate. But a hallmark of someone caught in an echo chamber has to be obliviousness to the views of others.
That said, I don't think having conviction is a bad thing, because some things are right and some things are not. But that is subjective, and I find myself considering the things which make me angry, even the music I listen to, and wondering where my own blind spots are.