Junkie
I’m addicted to news. I admit it. I obsessively read every day’s headlines, plus any interesting stories my RSS feeds send my way. At times I feel bad about this addiction, like I could be spending my time doing much better things, but I can’t help it. Somehow, putting aside my news habit seems like giving up hope that I’ll find reason for optimism among all the tragic and depressing news. Plus, I’m fascinated with all the tragic and depressing news. I want to know the bad stuff. I want to be aware of what other people in other places are going through.
Part of my fascination is also tied to how the news filters in through various lenses. I first realized that the news is much more than simply reporting the facts during the 1st Gulf War. I was living in Germany when the war started and was exposed to one version of it, yet when I went back to the States for Christmas break, it was like watching a completely different war unfold. If a story is of particular interest to me, I’ll find several sources to read so I can get the story from several perspectives. I’m amazed at how much information we now have at our fingertips. We have access to much of what is going on in the world pretty much as it is happening. Sometimes you really have to dig to find it, but it’s usually there.
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