October 16, 2013
All Kinds of Kinds
So, apparently the Princess' meat-space job has distracted her enough to where she left her keys to the house out where a Dark Lord could find them.
So, naturally, I made a copy.
Hey, the itinerant Eskimos might have been starving or had their typewriter ribbons dry out (cause she hasn't even upgraded them to word processors - not even Casios or Brothers off of E-Bay!), but mostly because the little buggers have been getting into my private stash in the back of the corner cabinet. I had been saving it for when Mr. DeBille drags his neon blue thong-clad butt back here, but *somebody* didn't lock everything up one night.
"If it bleeds, it leads."
That was the mantra of the 20th century media. Well, that and "Sex sells", and it worked so well that it became a cornerstone of journalistic thought. No longer was the evening news just a "We're telling' you what happened, folks"- styled show, sensationalism was the new cutting edge. People didn't have to just happen upon a car wreck to rubberneck as they drove by. Now, it could be beamed right into their house from four different angles! Of course, with the advent of, and consequent advancements in, computers, followed by the Goricle's discovery of the internet, it really does seem these days that the only thing you can find is head-on-collisions. And, quite frankly, it gets to me. Reading about nothing but hate and discontent (that I had no hand in!) along with illegal deeds committed by elected individuals, who absolutely know better, can wear on the soul. It gets me thinking about the last time this country was in a similar situation....
Back when I was a Dark Lord-in-Training, I remember news programs trying to adopt a more "upbeat" tone. Seems people didn't like how dour and negative the evening news had become. The news broadcasts were reluctant to change though. They mistakenly believed that their viewers would rather hear about the latest multi-vehicle accident or murder on the "other side of town" than the local drive-thru manager that did the right thing. Now I know that, as a responsible citizen of the Body Politic, a certain amount of exposure to the emanations from Foggy Bottom is required to stay informed. Not to mention, as a parent of a teenager, trying to keep up with the ever-changing landscape that is education these days, from zero tolerance policies with zero intelligence to unbelievably crass (and potentially illegal) invasions into their privacy.
Lately, though, I gotta tell ya, it's downright depressing some days. Well, ok, a lot of days. So what I've been trying to do is find one good story, one good sign somewhere on the innertubes...
perhaps something the aforementioned teenager has found...
Something to end the day with a good feeling about the world that that teenager is, all-to-quickly, going to be joining. They say it takes all kinds of kinds to make this world spin. IMNSHO, I prefer *some* kinds more than others.
Posted by DL Sly at October 16, 2013 01:47 AM
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Damn, Sly. Ido feel better!
How'd you do that?
Posted by: spd rdr at October 16, 2013 06:58 PM
And you thought my only talents were causing hate and discontent and snarktillery.
Posted by: DL Sly at October 16, 2013 09:46 PM
Thanks for this. Something about "If everyone lit just one little candle..." keeps running through my mind.
Posted by: CAPT Mongo at October 17, 2013 09:36 AM
If everyone lit just one little candle...
The increase in CO2 would cause global warming to kill us all in a week.
Posted by: Captain Buzzkill at October 17, 2013 09:47 AM
Capt Mongo, you are most welcome.
Posted by: DL Sly at October 17, 2013 11:51 AM
Thanks Sly! Wonderful.
Posted by: CAPT Mike at October 18, 2013 10:34 PM