Not only have I been moving from one universe to another (as previously revealed), but I have also left the known world behind. I have no idea what is happening in a world unknown to Americans (except when there is a plane crash, tsunami, or terrorist bombing). There was a brief mention of a bomb blast in India, before talking heads quickly returned to familiar territory called “Casey Anthony” (if you don’t know, don’t ask!).
Americans exist in a small place—no larger than about a 50-mile radius of where they live…disturbed by an occasional rant about Washington, New York City, or Hollywood. Local news—shootings, fires, car crashes, shootings, robberies, shootings, some civic highlight, shootings—fills the half hour (minus advertising for cars, insurance, and medicines) allotted to non-entertainment. The only major “foreign” news item this past week was William and Kate (no explanation needed!).
It’s no wonder that politicians make such dunderheaded foreign policy decisions or mind-boggling declarations to moving cameras or open microphones: neither they nor voters that select them have a clue about issues, background, or history.
At the moment, partisan politicians are too busy playing chicken with the future of the country’s well-being. Party politics is more important than people, because politicians know that most voters are more interested in hearing about J. Lo’s split from her husband than trying to understand economics (beyond the word taxes).
By chance, sitting at the beach and reading The New Yorker, I came across the following quote in an article that illustrates the above rant:
“All my life, I’ve rarely looked at television, never read magazines,
never got newspapers, never listened to the radio. I knew what was
going on in my world and that sufficed. I did my own thing.”
Sufficed? I feel sorry for such people. No curiosity. What a boring life.
(Nb. It should not surprise anyone to learn that the bible plays a big role in this person’s life.)