Am I going to be a buzzard & stay on the ground, eat dead things, or am I going to be a swam & soar. If I’m going to be a swami, I cannot hang around with crows.

Everyone would like to soar but not willing to give up dead flesh, gossip, unwholesome things. If you sit inactive, that’s a decision to let someone dump trash into you.

If someone is telling off color jokes, or instance, you don’t have to tell them off, read the Bhagavad Gita to them. You can quietly step away.

They have right to speak, & you have right not to listen.