Giving up the Negativity

Stuff I used to watch on YouTube.  

Stuff my smart daughter calls “rage-bait”

I would have described those videos as drama, rather than rage-bait.

They fascinated me.  But they did make me angry.

There were body-cam videos of police officers arresting or simply trying to question nutcases who seemed to think the law didn’t apply to them.  Their level of entitlement was beyond belief.  And for me, infuriating.

Duh.  My dad was a town marshal and my brother, Jerry, served as a police chief for years.  Surprising that watching officers being disrespected would bother me, right?

Then there were the AI stories of older women who are being mistreated by their sons or daughters, sons-in-law and daughters-in-law, ungrateful types who were living rent free in a family-owned home, planning to cheat a parent or in-law out of their retirement fund, bank accounts, etc.  The really horrible trick is portraying the person as incapable of living independently and ought to be in a senior care facility.

Well, you get the idea.  I was downloading negativity by the boxcar load.

So, when Lent was approaching last year, I decided I’d give up the rage-bait.

And I did.

And a few weeks after Easter, I was back in the trap.

This year, I gave it up again.

Forever.

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