About your Hunger for Anger…
One thing about this year is that it’s getting harder and harder to be the voice of reason with anyone. My knowledge is always sought out but is pushed aside the second it’s received. Today, I tried to give insight about a person who committed suicide and streamed it online, and it was cut short because the person got pissed about how they did it and how it could’ve looked from others who found his body.
I knew about this case. Every detail about this morbid chain of events, I knew. And their search to try and understand why this happened came to an end because they got pissed? Because being angry is easier?
THIS.
This is why we have so much discord right now. Not just the volatile words we say to each other, but the fact that we have let our feelings and emotions have more weight and importance on the scale then reasoning and common sense.
Voices of reason are ignored or passed over.
People who want to solve the problems are ignored.
Every day it’s getting worse and worse, and what are we doing?
Yelling, screaming, getting pissed off and not taking the time to understand a thing. The rush of blood coursing through your veins, the sudden surge of adrenaline and the small feeling of invincibility coupled with a satisfaction of believing that you could raise hell in this world and be justified in doing so…
That is what you want. It makes you upset mostly, but there is a small part of you that’s is starting to like it. It’s addictive today and more so tomorrow. This week I have seen humanity reach a new low. The hunger for anger has turned into bloodlust and hatred and lives have been taken as a result.
We are so better than this. You are so better than this and are actively choosing not to be. you’d rather play the blame game and point fingers at each other — a desperation move any addict will embrace. A pathetic answer to justify the need to find another fix.
And how does that make me feel? Useless to everyone, fending for myself and standing alone. I’m not angry…I’m sad. I have faith in the good of humanity and right now, I feel that I have to look harder to find it out here in the real world and the digital one. I feel sick. I feel disappointed.
And the worst part is yet to come.
The one thing about an addict’s recovery is when they hit rock bottom. In this case, that means a catastrophe. My fear is that we haven’t hit that point yet. To me, what happened with the pipe bombs in the mail was a small warning. What happened in The Tree of Life Synagogue feels like it was a warning sign to a bigger event.
I feel that we have yet to see the actual catastrophe. I feel that it is coming. I hope I am wrong. I hope this is the end of it. I hope this is where we see the problem finally see itself be defeated with a proper solution that has been waiting.
Otherwise, if there is a pending catastrophe coming — then prepare for a major withdrawal and a lot of sobering up.
I hope now you’ve realized that anger is not the way. I hope you realize that this isn’t who we are. I hope you understand that reasoning and listening is a more constructive method to problem-solving.
Please, you who are angry — prove to me that your anger has subsided, your hunger for it gone. We have problems to solve…
So, let’s solve them.
