Your Monday Dose of Doom & Gloom, Gotterdammerung-Sized
A modest proposal for coping with the end of the world.
April 6, 2014 - 11:13 pm
Our first example, the most recent Fort Hood shooter, was made possible — perhaps made inevitable — by the Administration’s refusal to even just reexamine military policy towards carrying firearms on base. Our second example, ♡bamaCare!!!, remains a mystery, wrapped in fuzzy numbers, covered by a media haze. The state of affairs in the Far East, the Middle East, Eastern Europe, and elsewhere, is the sad result of the world’s thugs having six years to take the measure of the man behind the Resolute desk and finding him irresolute at best. In our fourth snapshot, good news for Main Street has become bad news for Wall Street as we continue, after more than five years of “recovery,” to buy today’s feeble growth at the cost of tomorrow’s crushing debt. Leland Yee’s bizarre case in California is yet another example of why Americans, especially young Americans, continue to drop out of politics and tune out the dinosaur media.
And earthquakes in Oklahoma? While we can’t pin the blame for those on anybody in particular, they certainly do add to that feeling of existential dread I experience each morning before flipping open the lid on my laptop or lighting up the screen on my iPad.
“What’s next?” I think all of us find ourselves asking after scanning the headlines or turning on the radio for the top-of-the-hour news. “A new outbreak of some terrible disease? China and Japan going to war? Human sacrifice? Dogs and cats living together? Mass hysteria?”
It’s difficult to enough to fight vainly the old ennui — where are we going to find the energy to fight all the new?
And so I present to you the VodkaPundit Plan for Dealing with It All™.
Take 30 minutes after work each day and do with them what you will. But there is a short list of do-nots.
● Discuss work.
● Read the news.
● Turn on the TV.
● Perform any chores more involved than making a cocktail for you and yours, if you imbibe.
Take 30 minutes — just 1/48th of your day — to be unencumbered by any issue bigger than telling your kids to take it outside, or if you’re feeling really ambitious, to walk all the way over to the liquor cabinet to refill your beverage.
Take those 30 minutes and make them yours.
It’s not like the world is going to end if you do.