Watch the local news, I said, while I do my blog post. Then we’ll watch something else together. Oh am I sorry I ever did that. I cannot do a silly Friday Lame Post now. I don’t know if I can do a coherent blog post at all. But you know me, I’m going to type in something and I’ll probably make a joke or two, however inappropriate they may feel.
The lead story on WKTV News was a house fire in Herkimer, NY (where I live) in which three children died. What a terrible tragedy. The next story was also about a fire. No people died, but before I could feel any relief about that, I heard that the pets were lost. That was when Steven changed the channel and put it on Snapped: Killer Couples. It’s not my favorite, but it is less depressing.
Well, here is a topic for some half-baked philosophy, in which I often indulge on Lame Post Friday. Why is murder less depressing than accidental death? The murder victim is rarely asking for it, in any sense of the expression. In fact, sometimes I feel very sad about the person who dies. But it feels more remote. It feels like I’m only hearing a story, especially on what I call the re-enactment-fests. Still, it is a true story.
OK, Steven just got fed up with Killer Couples and especially with the Previews of Even More Disturbing Coming Attractions. He put it on Judge Mathis. I guess we’re both still pretty perturbed. Full disclosure: I’ve been feeling down all week, and I have no reason to feel down, so I am not looking for sympathy, go ahead and play that miniature violin for me. But I am going to wrap up one of my most blah posts ever. I’ll hope for a better day tomorrow.