the Post. the Times. the other posts and times. heck- the black ink that’s left behind after you fold away the last page of that paper you just absorbed along with your morning coffee.
like the coffee, the news has an immediate as well as a long term effect (on our collective psyche). your thoughts might center on it furiously for a while, and the effects wear off as the day, week, month goes on- but like the caffeine, it’s still in your system. and like the coffee, it morphs into your daily routine- soon, it’s unacceptable not to ingest it: how would one function?
what i’m trying to get at here is mental health/balance. i feel that most of the things we worry about about on a daily basis- the economy, chemicals in our food, natural disasters, you name it– are absolutely not the point of our existence. i’m not advocating hermetic existence and a swearing off of coffee, but i am asking: why do i “need to know” again? because quite frankly, i don’t think i need to know most of the things i read/hear on a daily basis. perhaps they should change the saying to “what we think the people should know, from our own often convoluted opinions.”
and Allah knows better.