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I'm watching the police outside my building right now. There was a shooting a few blocks down from my office about an hour ago. No one's saying why yet, and it's still early but a shooting. Initial reports of someone being shot 13 times at just after 8:30 am on a relatively safe shopping district of the city.
Everything seems so senseless to me right now. I haven't been able to turn the news off. My heart goes out to those affected by the shootings at Virginia Tech. It's a waste. Such an absolute waste of everything. My heart goes out to the shooter, too. Someone who believed that the world had done him as wrong as he obviously felt was the truth needs all the love and prayers that we can give him.
I'm tired of reporters and have to say that I'm glad I never got into the profession. I'm tired of them asking ridiculous questions that don't deserve any kind of dignified response. I'm sick of the repetition of the same thing over and over until we reach such a point of saturation, as viewers, that we grow to be numb to it. It's happened with every major news story in the past five years. It continues to get worse. And yet somehow I got the lowest grade of my senior year in college (a B) in media law and ethics. Maybe I don't agree with their ethics.
The world feels like it's on the brink of something. The sirens drifting up from the street 20 floors below me sing the song of this change. Pointlessness. I still believe that there are good men and women out there, but it seems like those who aren't are getting out of control.
A shooting at 8:30 am on a crowded street. Thirty students and professors killed because they got up and went to class. What's going on, planet?
Everything seems so senseless to me right now. I haven't been able to turn the news off. My heart goes out to those affected by the shootings at Virginia Tech. It's a waste. Such an absolute waste of everything. My heart goes out to the shooter, too. Someone who believed that the world had done him as wrong as he obviously felt was the truth needs all the love and prayers that we can give him.
I'm tired of reporters and have to say that I'm glad I never got into the profession. I'm tired of them asking ridiculous questions that don't deserve any kind of dignified response. I'm sick of the repetition of the same thing over and over until we reach such a point of saturation, as viewers, that we grow to be numb to it. It's happened with every major news story in the past five years. It continues to get worse. And yet somehow I got the lowest grade of my senior year in college (a B) in media law and ethics. Maybe I don't agree with their ethics.
The world feels like it's on the brink of something. The sirens drifting up from the street 20 floors below me sing the song of this change. Pointlessness. I still believe that there are good men and women out there, but it seems like those who aren't are getting out of control.
A shooting at 8:30 am on a crowded street. Thirty students and professors killed because they got up and went to class. What's going on, planet?