.Yesterday's tragic news
segued into today's tragic news. Yesterday's news left me stress
ed and twitchy
just about all day. Today's news left me with almost-immediate aches and pains
from head to toe. Stress hurts
, have no doubt.
I've always believed that I'm a fairly difficult person to horrify
--I simply tend to be too cynical
to be seriously affected by most bad news
...but hearing about jetliners hijack
ed solely to make a big boom
and ratchet up the death count
, and watching video of the plane crashing into the second tower and of the two towers collapsing to the ground left me literally slack-jawed with horror
, marveling at the magnitude
of the disaster
even as a cynical little voice inside was whispering that I should close my mouth and try to salvage my cynical, disaffected reputation.
But every time they replayed and replayed and replayed those video clips of thousands of lives being snuffed out, I got more used to them, which felt even more horrible.
And after a full two days of tragic news
and horrific scenes
and enraged calls for revenge
--forgive me--I'm tired
. I want to have something else to talk about, to think
about, to have dream
s about. I tried writing unrelated nodes, but everything twist
ed back around to The Topic At Hand. I tried watching a Powerpuff Girls
cartoon--nice and light and silly, I thought--but now the giant monsters destroying Townsville
weren't very funny. I tried reading some old Silver Age comic book
s, but now the concept of a world where superhero
es prevented all disasters felt as offensive
as our world, where no one prevents the disasters.
It's just Tuesday, but this has been a terrible, terrible week.