Under a Rock
Since moving into my own place at the end of last year, I have been living in a self-imposed news exile. I have almost no idea about what's going on in the world.
That's a dramatic change for me. I am, by nature, a news junkie. Hell, I used to be a news director. News was my daily lifeblood. No news wasn't good news-no news was no paycheck. Even after I got out of the news business, news was still an addiction. Aside from reading the local paper every day, I would tune into NPR in the afternoon for All Things Considered, and I'd surf CNN.com throughout the day just to get a snapshot of what was going on. It's been like that for years.
But lately: Nothing. Maybe it's because I've been so overwhelmed by work. Maybe it's because I was distracted by a relationship. Maybe it's because I've just been trying to decompress in general.
Whatever the reason, I've been under a rock. No print, no broadcast, no internet.
I don't feel like less of a person for it, either-but then again, uninformed people never seem to appreciate just how underinformed they are.
That's a dramatic change for me. I am, by nature, a news junkie. Hell, I used to be a news director. News was my daily lifeblood. No news wasn't good news-no news was no paycheck. Even after I got out of the news business, news was still an addiction. Aside from reading the local paper every day, I would tune into NPR in the afternoon for All Things Considered, and I'd surf CNN.com throughout the day just to get a snapshot of what was going on. It's been like that for years.
But lately: Nothing. Maybe it's because I've been so overwhelmed by work. Maybe it's because I was distracted by a relationship. Maybe it's because I've just been trying to decompress in general.
Whatever the reason, I've been under a rock. No print, no broadcast, no internet.
I don't feel like less of a person for it, either-but then again, uninformed people never seem to appreciate just how underinformed they are.