I am officially done with the news.
And I’m talking seriously done. No rss feeds. No magazines. No TV (actually I gave that up months ago).
If the apocalypse is happening somebody please tell me. Otherwise, I don’t want to know.
I should have given it up after 9/11 gave me panic attacks.
I attribute my high level of anxiety this past week to the financial debacle.
And I know I’m not the only one. People don’t want to talk about the current financial situation. Or they are angry about it. Or whatever. It’s too much drama.
The news people have gotten too good at getting us sucked in. It’s too powerful and too endless. All the drama is endless.
And there is nothing I can do about it.
So, I’m over it. I have enough drama in my own life. There is nothing I can do about terrorism, Washington spoiled brats, the billions of starving people all around the globe. I can’t help. All I can do is worry. That doesn’t seem to be doing any good.