I read about all the strife in the world and something in me shifts off. I quickly click to another story, not allowing the full impact of so much bad news to influence my day. What are we doing to each other? For all the good I choose to seek, there is an overwhelming amount of bad shit going on out there.
Here are a couple of the headlines on the Huffpost:
Verdict is clear: Assad has used chemical weapons.
Fukushima Operator calls for Help As Crisis Worsens
Daniel Hernandez Jr., Intern Who Helped Save Gabby Giffords, Faces Anti-Gay Smear Campaign
Wow, and that’s just three of the hundreds. I guess we all have to filter, or get under the covers. I always wonder how it is we teach kids to play nice, to use their words, but ultimately in the big world of politics, we don’t do that, instead turning to high and low tech weapons and man to man combat.
I choose to limit my consumption of the positively terrifying stuff that’s occurring. That doesn’t mean I will ignore it, but that I will make a decision about how much of it can penetrate me. I think if I didn’t do that, I’d sink to the bottom of the pond. I guess there is a reason People Magazine (and Hotdogs or Legs) exist.