Tuesday, December 30, 2014

On spewing anger fueled comments into the interwebs

"Opinions are like assholes." ~Clint Eastwood as Harry Callahan 

"Don't sweat the petty things..". ~George Carlin

The bad thing about the internet is it makes it too easy to funnel anger, pain, rage, hate, and fear into a comment. That comment gets posted without thought or regard to the impact it will have. You have the instant gratification of telling the whole world that here is a thing that you hate. 
But what purpose are we fulfilling when we throw our negativity out to the world? It's a modern version of our primordial fight-or-flight impulse. We get a temporary feeling of accomplishment. That rush of endorphins of conquering an enemy. Unfortunately, there are consequences for throwing negativity into the void. That negativity comes back.
Negative comments breed negativity. They go out and infect innocent readers and enrage them. They either agree with the original post and add their rage to the offender, or they disagree and add throw their rage at the offended. 
Look around us now. So much negativity. So much hatred. So much anger over the littlest thing. So much pain because we are unable to forego an insult. So much hatred because we can't master or passions.
We have to master our passions. We have to pause before we hit the enter button and release our anger on the world. Are we just spewing anger and vitriol for no reason other than we feel bad? To what purpose does a rage post serve? Are we just offering critique thinly veiled as criticism? Think. Think before you post.
It is easy to rage, rage against that which wrongs us. It is far harder to meet our anger with a calm resolution. It is harder to face our primordial seething rage and ask it "to what purpose." 
Write out the rage. Get it on screen. Then when you are done, before you hit enter, pause. Pause and reflect on the question. To what purpose am I posting this? What is the goal I wish to accomplish? Be selfish and increase entropy, or not. 
"The spear in the Other's heart is the spear in your own - you are he." ~Surak Spocks World by Diane Duane