As the earth spins on it's axis in it's little corner in the milky way, things are happening, and as I see it, the world seems to be throwing one horror story on top of another on a plate and never bothered to decorate it with bits of tomatoes or parsley. Everything seems so serious and so bleak, from crashes to fires, and floods, and it worries me up to a certain extent . Seriously, what's going on?
So while the earth and all the people in it struggle with each blow, is it wrong of me to think that the 'domestic' squabble between two very young singers was kind of funny (which led to the postponement of her concert here which would have broken a few hearts here and there, but still...) or even another story which was in a local tabloid some time ago about a man who threw his wife into a river? She survived, thankfully, but thinks her husband ought to be jailed because that was a terrible thing he did. I know for a fact that if it had been me who was thrown into a river, I'd have most probably died of fright, but I still can't help thinking how funny this story actually is. Perhaps it was the way it was presented, I don't know.
Another story that cracked me up unnecessarily was about a Malaysian man who has been stuck in India and has been unable to come home since his passport expired in 1977. He actually has been held in India because the authorities there wanted to know how he had stayed there for so long! I mean how ironic can the situation be? Most countries deport their illegals immediately, and here is a man (technically, he is an illegal) who wants to go home, but is forced to stay.
Even the oh so naive and innocent comments made by a 13 year old baby faced father who is only four feet tall (seriously, the newspaper should not have mentioned that fact), had me laughing much to the disgust of my sister.
A long time ago, I had openly asked a question on the old blog that went something like this... " How terrible a person am I if I keep getting visions of finishing up someone?" to which there was a reply via a comment made by a friend who asked if I had been reading the Catcher in the Rye. Till today, I never found out what she meant despite having read the book 3 and a half times!
What I'm trying to say (or ask) is, has all the tragic news we've been getting made us any less sensitive to some of the problems faced by people around us?