While I was having
breakfast this morning I flipped around the TV dial to a couple of morning news
shows.
Three different “news” stories—within
the course of about 10 minutes—made me frustrated and dejected. Part of my sadness had to do with the actual stories. And part of my sadness had to do with the sorry
state of what is supposed to be “objective news reporting.”
So, I decided: “Hold on!
There’s a better way of handling this situation.”
I switched the
channel to a riveting episode of SpongeBob Squarepants. And you know what? I feel more cheerful, I’ve had a good
chuckle, and I sense I’m even a little better informed than I would be if I had
stayed with the “professional journalists.”
Maybe it’s just me,
but I’m also beginning to notice some interesting similarities between
Washington, D.C. and Bikini Bottom.
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