It’s an Outrage I Tell Ya.

The funniest thing I see about this whole damned thing is the outrage. It is simply amazing. We are outraged, individually and collectively, from sea to shining sea.  And the biggest outrage? Undoubtedly it is how the other side is so outraged.

The left says the right is outraged, the right says the left is outraged. And it is the worst thing ever. Do you believe when a politician tells you all the positives? Then why believe when one of them says something’s bad? The outrage is complete, every possible subject, every possible scenario the only possible result is outrage.

And both sides are equally outraged about…well no one really gives a fuck; whatever’s handy. It’s simple. All you have to do is steal a picture off the Internet of some celebrity or political clown. Make sure the picture either has an ugly scowl, or maybe a soft compassionate look, a look of abject horror, or a philosophical look bolstered by a pair of reading glasses slid down on the nose. Then write some words on it. No real attention needs to be paid for accuracy, spelling, or truth. Make a statement about something and post it on the Internet; Facebook is best. If you throw up a hundred memes, no doubt, a percentage of them will connect to the outrage, and then it’s on.

It’s all made up, all of it. There is nothing to be outraged about. There are things that should concern people, I suppose, but that’s not the human way, at least the Internet slaves’ way. The only way for us is the “outrage” and someone is always destroying the world. And it’s always the other side. Outrageous. You noticed I’m sure, I did not put in an exclamation point, right?

Outrage is common and commonplace. It’s nothing.