Sometimes I do get irritated and find myself complaining about someone or something. However, those who make a habit of it and call it responsible news, really irritate me, as well as pseudo-progressive blogs that dissect and hate others primarily. People fascinate me but I don't have the time nor the desire to analyze repeatedly what they're saying and doing. Especially people I don't like.
A cursory glance is enough.
I was going to mention the Huffington Post in a blog entry -- a disgusting yellow journalistic emotionally manipulative piece of crap, although entertaining with some newsy fact. My objection is not to the existence of this smut, but the extreme popularity. The public preference for this kind of reporting masquerading as serious politics. Well, it probably really isn't pretending. Couldn't be.
The photos and banner headlines are shock and awe, sensationalism at its worst. The rest is basically gossip of the malicious kind with a few big words thrown in. Circulation is beyond God.
Well, I decided to can the post and move on, not wanting to lower myself too much. In a moment of weakness I clicked to enter the blog and this message appeared:
X .... Internet Explorer cannot open the Internet site. Operation aborted ... OK.So I thought, "Aren't the gods something?" How kind of them to discuss the issue with me. I wondered if this was a way to protect me from the degradation of participating in this prurient group ritual, or a message to speak my mind after all. What harm can befall me anyway?
I could be making a mistake. I'm the one who has to live with myself. But Hell, it's 29* Sagittarius and I'm going to let loose! I wonder if Huffpost will ever let me back?
Illustration: David Roberts