There are so many sad things that you have to prioritize. Put dead people you know over dead people you don’t. Put certain disasters over others. We’re not supposed to know about so many horrible things happening at once. We are just computers, and we categorize pretty well. The information of something unpleasant has to go somewhere, it all has to be filed, and what if that file can’t receive the attention it deserves? Guilt, I think. That’s an interesting part of social media for me. Without going too apocalyptic with the rhetoric, it’s strange to see exactly what gets under peoples’ skin. Some people really hate cruelty to animals. For some people, it’s the environment. Some people don’t like immigrants. They don’t like different ways of cooking. For me, I’m morbidly drawn to mass shootings, and have always been depressed by them. So why do I look?
Prioritizing, I guess. People getting shot isn’t a fun thing, but there are many choices of things to rub you the wrong way. Not only does the internet give you your choice of media, it also gives you your choice of disaster, your choice of pain. You can cater your own individual pain. Someone could make a Spotify for pain, except it already exists.
You can find a cause, and then locate, with ease, everyone trying to bring your cause down. You can learn all about their life, and try to piece together why anyone would have any problem with the justice you’re trying to bring about, but this may only end up being stressful, because there may be no easy answer. There may be no easy answer to why they oppose you. But they will, and someone always will, so I think the only thing to do is control how you deal with the opposition, how you control your flow of painful disasters, and try not to get addicted to any one type of pain.