At the beginning of the year, we had the aphid infestation, then the lady bugs came, and now it’s the escalating epidemic of H1N1. Are these the beginnings of the plagues that will ultimately end the world? If so, what’s next?
I’m not sure if the world is coming to an end, or if things are just starting to suck enough that we’ll soon be begging for the next plague. Let’s review…we’re mired in the worst recession since the Great Depression, our political system is in shambles at both the state and federal level, poverty is rampant, violence is out of control, obesity is an epidemic, Billy Ray Cyrus’s daughter is about the most popular celebrity in the country, and the Cubs still have not won a World Series since 1908.
Okay, the Cubs’ losing actually gives me some faith that the natural balance still exists, but the rest of that stuff is worrisome.
You know what the real problem is, though? We know too much. I long for the days when news was limited to major events that affected our lives. It seems I now know about every politician’s indiscretions, every celebrity’s weight gain and/or loss, every potential killer in the workplace or at home or at school or while sleeping or while eating or while not eating—and I know everything Michael Jackson did in the days leading up to his death, during his death, after his death, and after-after his death. It seems to me, PARANOID, that information overload is a plague. But it’s not going anywhere, so we’d all better get used to it.
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