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Forces shaping America reward acting like angry sixth graders

By David McElroy · May 17, 2026

I’m trapped in a society where all the important public figures are middle schoolers.

Not actual middle schoolers, of course. Many of the loudest and most influential voices in our culture are wealthy executives, media personalities, political leaders and adults with millions of followers. But the most popular and prominent of them behave with the emotional maturity of a 12-year-old trying to dominate a cafeteria conversation.

Every disagreement becomes a playground fight. Every issue becomes tribal. Every insult demands retaliation. Every thought must be expressed immediately. Every opinion must be performed publicly. Every emotional reaction becomes content.

And the louder, more impulsive and more outrageous someone behaves, the more visibility that person receives.

That’s not happening by accident.

Years ago, media critic Neil Postman warned that television was transforming public life into entertainment. (Read Postman’s “Amusing Ourselves to Death.” Please.) Television rewarded personalities more than ideas. It rewarded emotional immediacy more than thoughtful reflection. Politics, journalism, education and religion all slowly began adapting themselves to the demands of a medium built primarily for amusement.

But television now seems almost quaint — and downright intellectual — compared to what came afterward.

Social media didn’t merely continue those trends. It automated and intensified them.

Unlike television, social media is not shaped by editors, producers or schedules. Instead, it’s shaped by algorithms designed to maximize engagement. Those algorithms do not care whether content is wise, truthful, thoughtful or morally healthy. They reward whatever keeps people emotionally activated.

And unfortunately, some of the easiest ways to emotionally activate human beings involve appealing to the least mature parts of our nature.

Outrage spreads faster than wisdom.

Mockery spreads faster than humility.

Emotional certainty spreads faster than thoughtful nuance.

A person calmly saying, “This issue is complicated and deserves careful thought,” is nearly invisible online. A person screaming, “Everybody who disagrees with me is evil and stupid,” becomes algorithmically valuable.

Social media has quietly trained millions of people to confuse emotional impulsiveness with authenticity and performative outrage with moral courage.

Over time, the incentives reshape the culture itself.

That’s why so much of modern public life now resembles middle school.

The constant need for attention. The obsession with popularity. The tribal cliques. The public humiliation rituals. The inability to ignore insults. The pressure to perform outrage in front of peers. The desperate fear of social exclusion.

Even our language increasingly sounds adolescent. We speak of “clapbacks,” “dunks,” “ratios” and “trolling” as though public life were a never-ending playground confrontation.

And because algorithms reward the behaviors that generate the strongest emotional reactions, the most immature personalities often rise to the top.

This is not merely a political problem, although politics is one of the clearest examples.

Our political system increasingly rewards the personality traits that would make a child seem dominant on a playground: theatrical confidence, emotional aggression, mockery, attention-seeking and an inability to admit weakness or uncertainty.

But the same dynamics now shape journalism, entertainment, religion and even ordinary personal relationships.

We have built a culture in which millions of people feel pressure to become miniature performers at all times. Social media encourages us to think of ourselves less as human beings and more as brands — constantly signaling, reacting, performing and competing for attention.

And once a society begins rewarding attention-seeking behavior above wisdom or maturity, it should not surprise us when adulthood itself begins to disappear.

Real maturity is often quiet.

It involves patience, restraint, reflection and the ability to tolerate complexity. Mature adults understand that not every insult deserves a response. Not every emotion deserves immediate expression. Not every disagreement is a moral emergency.

But those traits perform poorly in systems designed to maximize engagement.

Silence does not trend.

Humility does not go viral.

Thoughtful nuance rarely becomes algorithmically profitable.

So the culture increasingly trains people away from maturity and toward emotional adolescence.

What makes this especially dangerous is that many people no longer recognize the process while it is happening. We assume social media merely reflects society when, in reality, it is actively shaping society. The algorithms are not passive mirrors. They are behavioral conditioning systems that reward certain ways of speaking, thinking and reacting.

And because people spend hours each day immersed in those systems, the conditioning accumulates. We gradually become what the environment rewards.

A civilization cannot remain psychologically mature while living inside communication systems that constantly encourage impulsiveness, vanity, outrage and tribal conflict.

Eventually, the incentives become the culture.

The frightening part is that none of this requires a conspiracy. Nobody needed to deliberately set out to make society more childish. The algorithms are simply doing what they were designed to do: maximize attention and emotional engagement as efficiently as possible.

Unfortunately, emotionally activated people are easier to monetize than thoughtful ones.

And emotionally activated people often behave like adolescents.

That doesn’t mean maturity has completely disappeared. Serious thinkers, thoughtful writers and emotionally grounded people still exist. But increasingly, they are drowned out by systems that reward the loudest and most emotionally reactive voices.

We are slowly creating a world in which wisdom sounds boring while immaturity sounds exciting.

That is not a healthy civilization.

Perhaps adulthood now requires conscious resistance.

Maybe maturity in the modern world means learning how to step away from algorithmic outrage. Learning how to think privately again. Learning how to tolerate silence and complexity. Learning how to speak carefully in a culture rewarding impulsiveness.

Because if we continue allowing social media algorithms to shape our emotional lives, our politics and even our understanding of human identity, we should not be surprised if the adults in our society keep acting like children.

Or when an entire civilization forgets what being a mature adult looks like in the first place.

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