Get Your Rage Sticks Ready!
America is addicted to rage. It snorts it, injects it, smokes it, and screams it to the top of its lungs. Pick a topic, pick a photo, pick an event, it really doesn't matter. Someone will be either offended or angry about it, and they're going to let us all know about it. Nowhere is that more prevalent these days than on my Facebook feed. What was until a few years ago a fun stream of interesting things my friends and family were doing has turned into a lava-flow of viciousness. I used to look forward to pictures of my friends' kids and their little accomplishments at school or in sport or in community or their faith based organizations. I'd cheer people on who shared they were going to quit smoking and celebrate those who took a photo after losing 20lbs. My kids were on Facebook. They were there, their friends were there, after all Facebook wasn't initially created for us adults, but for them. Yet over time, as adults began to turn the conversation sour, kids di