What do we build on the wasteland?

 Sometimes I wonder what it is exactly people are fighting for in certain battlegrounds.  Fights these days, especially online, seem so esoteric - a war of words that relates, somehow, to events happening in the world, but it's an endless spew of trash thoughts and words between two sides who somehow have lost sight of any goal they are fighting for and the only goal is to momentarily score a "win" with a witty bon-mot or worse yet some terrible insult invoking words we should have banished to the dust-bin of history long ago.

What do you plan to build on this wasteland, when the dust settles? Is the culmination of all these meaningless battles just a wasteland that we actually have to live in? The "it's the internet, it doesn't matter" mentality has lead to this point in our history... and it's just kind of disgusting to live in.  The consequences of our digital actions have reached a head, and we're experiencing real world effects of this tomfoolery. 

People have been saying it for years, but social media is truly reaching its apex of implosion.  What once was a decent way to talk to friends, family or strangers who liked a weird hobby of yours has become a cesspool.  I'm just as guilty as the next person; my love of conversation and sharing ideas led me to the internet at a young age; I'm approaching 30 years of using "the internet" and I've watched it just become this aching tower of excrement, precariously placed, and for a while refreshed every couple of years, but the last decade has refused to relent and the tower of shit built now has no support.  It's going to collapse soon, but instead of falling digitally... it's falling in reality. 

I hope that when the dust settles - we can all gain a little bit more clarity, a little more humanity, a little more kindness, a little more of a reasonable approach to life. We're all different, and there's no clear or one right answer to these things, but something has to change.  Or it won't, and we'll doom ourselves to the reduction of our species to something base rather than the greatness we once thought we could achieve.

Maybe I just need to eat lunch, I get cranky.