The other morning we were sitting on the couch, Hubby, Kittie and I, quietly relaxing as the news played on tv. We listened as the anchorwoman spoke of a hit and run by a driver with no liscence, two hits (but no runs), a deadly fire, construction casualties, gunfire, terror, yadda, yadda, yadda...
It wasn't until she uttered the words, "Summer is finally here, once again bringing with it the DREADFUL West Nile Virus," that something inside of me sprung back to life.
Why in the HELL were we watching this? And had she really just used the word dreadful?
Call me a pollyana, but isn't there anything happy to report on these days? Is there not just a smidgen of hope to impart to us amidst all the doom and destruction? HMMMM?
OK, so I'm trying to be all New Earth and stuff, but I guess I kind of went off. When I emerged from my diatribe I looked over at Hubby, who silently turned the channel, no doubt noticing my rage had momentarily knocked me off my high horse enlightenment diet. (Kittie didn't seem to give a good crap one way or the other.)
Reader, when it comes right down to it, how much fear is filtered into our unconscious minds without us even realizing? And why does it take us so long to turn the channel?
xoxo
This is why I don't watch local news, and barely any national news.
It's all propaganda.
Watch BBC World News it's the real deal.
Posted by: Weinerdog | June 30, 2008 at 09:39 AM
Well, I mostly turn it on for the weather...but then I forget to turn the channel! It's real bad.
Posted by: The Odd Broad | July 01, 2008 at 08:05 PM