Facebook: A Rodeo of Rage
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It’s hard to quit the rodeo of rage – that morning boost as the hormones kick in and you feel smart and purposeful. Then there’s the companionship (in a way) of your fellow rage wranglers telling each other how angry they are as they wrangle scapegoats and lasso them for branding. There really is no substitute, although there are real rodeos to be experienced locally where it’s much easier to identify the clowns and to tell the bull rider from the bull.
Whether it be Facebook, Twitter, or a newspaper comment section it doesn’t matter where it is or who you are because you have a voice and most often social media provides you with the thrill of being a spokesman, a leader, along with the instinctive drive to be part of an angry mob. On Facebook, you’re never alone and you have a steady supply of people and things to be angry about or cheer about. It’s like watching ‘da game’ from the winning team’s side. The opposition is always at a disadvantage.
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It’s not an environment that leads to self-doubt or moderation, so one tends toward the extreme, hoping to keep the buzz going. One tends to elevate the trivial: a 6 foot 4, 280 pound strong arm robber old enough to join the Marines becomes a “child,” a protest becomes treason, a dismissive or even misunderstood comment becomes verbal assault or racism and the absurdity goes unnoticed as long as you’re in Facebook’s protective, “positive feedback” bubble.
And of course rage feels good, doesn’t it?
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And I’m still stupid enough to try. I think there’s a point of passionate intensity beyond which being right or wrong no longer matters.
I confess I still try, after all you can’t block everyone who disagrees with you. What gets me is how many people, including me from time to time, take all of the debate so personally.
I’ve become enraged from time to time, but found that if you ally yourself with those who believe as you do, life is better. I want to have spirited discussions, but with people who can agree to disagree, not with raging lunatics, who, when it comes to reason, are like drunks. You can’t reason with a drunk.
You took the words right out of my mouth…or you would have done if I’d thought of em first 😋
Love it!!