The News

I have gotten my news for the past couple years at Achmed's.  I quickly skim the newspaper and drop it back.  Today, I thought I'd watch it - only because I feel braindead and was hoping it'd be half-way decent.  I made the mistake of thinking the national news was at 5:00pm.  I quickly had to turn it to The Rifle Man since it was the local news - the news of horrifying fires, shootings, car wrecks, pedophiles, crackhouses, abductions and shopping.  Then I told Kaley, "I bet at 5:30 it's going to be Democrats .vs. Republicans followed by a suicide bombing in some Middle East country followed by a sappy feel-good story."  I just told Kim, "See!  The last time I saw that anchor... he was young!  Now he's old!  And the line up was the same!  Do I sound cranky!?  Am I on a soapbox?!  I mean I tried!  There you go!  Am I supposed to be *interested* in the latest events???  Alright, NPR is pretty good."

Is it any wonder people just want to watch football and go fishing???

NO!  People who are scared of car wrecks and whatever catastrophe, who sadistically enjoy, but really not enjoy, but like not enjoying because they know it's a game (but maybe not) and feel more real there... and have this vague sense of statistics like 0.00001 is 99.0001%... like to shop... need *the truth*... eat lots of Rolaids (but not eat them because they are enlightened and have moved past that point of Tums, Rolaids, Milk'o'Magnesia and maybe even chili dogs) and will probably win the Lotto (but really know they won't win, but what the hell? --- it could happen there's that chance... like getting killed tonight or raped by a pedophile... I feel it)!  --- vote for Obama or Newt or Mitt or Rorschach... it don't matter... it's all the same...

I mean, Come On!