As of Wednesday, it’s officially fall! I love autumn in New York. The morning air is crisp. Sumac leaves in Central Park are turning red. Footballs are flying through the air.
Did you see the college game last Saturday between Texas and Cal?
The Golden Bears were way out front. Then, Jerrod Heard, the Longhorns’ freshman quarterback, began to lead a comeback. With a minute to go, Heard dashed 45 yards past lunging Cal defenders to score a touchdown.
The stands erupted! The Longhorns danced on the sidelines. All they needed to do was to kick the extra point, and the game would be tied. Reliable Nick Rose, senior placekicker for the Longhorns, came on. And he shanked it. He missed the kick wide right.
The dancing on the sidelines ceased. 100,000 fans in burnt orange looked down at the field in stunned silence. Seconds later, the game was over. The scoreboard flashed Longhorns 44 – Bears 45.
And Twitter erupted! People took their anger over the loss and their frustration at the Texas kicker to the blogosphere. Many seemed eager to outdo each other in wishing that terrible things would befall young Nick Rose.
Dismayed at the outpouring of vitriol, one journalist observed, “Twitter does hate better than it does anything else.”
I suppose we could dismiss this story as just another example of our crazy obsession with sports. It’s just a game! But I am not sure that sports fans are the only ones who have stoked the fires of their own anger. In politics and the arts, in academia and religion, people are expressing fury with each other.
What’s going on?
This Sunday, we are going to address the rising tide of anger, the tsunami of snark that is surging through our culture. I hope you’ll join us, and bring a friend, as we continue our study of contemporary idols!
See you in worship,