Have you ever noticed that the poor attack the poor because they see what they don’t like in others in themselves and apparently can see no way out of what they don’t like?
The rich belittle the rich because others have more or less than themselves and they live under the illusion that success, security, and safety is having more and riches make you a better person.
Religions contend with other beliefs saying their way is the only way to worship the one God of All That Is. Belief has always had an arrogant component.
The old besmirch the young because that’s not the way they did it or lived and they can’t remember their youthful enthusiasm for the zest of life.
The Young disrespect the elderly because they see their passage in the old and cannot accept vulnerability and decay.
Race diminishes race because few understand that the sacredness of culture, traditions, and family is the same for all.
Perhaps it is just remembering what civility is and then practicing it because it is the right thing to do. It makes you feel good plus you get it back a hundredfold.
I know civility existed once, at least when I was a child. I was taught manners and respect and admonished when I didn’t embrace them.
Our neighbors were called Mr. and Mrs. You didn’t sass an adult, teachers had the authority of parents. You wrote a thank you note for a gift or kindness. You dressed up for travel and church, and you dressed down to play. You earned the money you needed; you didn’t take it from someone else, and you said thank you and no thank you when you were offered something.
Not a bad way to live.