NEW YORK (TheStreet) -- Lately, I've been down about the negativity that saturates our society.
You see it everywhere. From the knee-jerk reaction to label Richard Sherman a thug to snark about The Grammys. The only conclusion of certainty I can come to about negativity in our world of outrage is that it's depressingly pervasive.
I've felt like crap for the past few weeks as I reflect on my role in contributing, in some small way, to this human condition. And, no joke, I undertook this psychological exercise independent of Glenn Beck's public revelation.
In and of itself, my participation in this world of outrage and seemingly endemic negativity, marked by equal parts snark, skepticism and cynicism, means little. I'm a pimple on the larger affliction's hind end. However, when you consider the cumulative and, hence, corrosive effects, my involvement -- and yours, assuming you're among the guilty as charged -- matters.
In other words, I can't merely exonerate myself from responsibility because I cast myself as an insignificant ingredient. That's a great way to allow myself to, conscience free, act in a way that blissfully degrades human communication and relations.
By the same arcade token, we must understand that every pocket of negativity, alongside the attendant irrationality, contributes to the whole. Wide-ranging cultural phenomena do not exist in one massive vacuum; rather, they operate in thousands, probably millions of tunnels of, what quite often is, absurdity.