Crikey.

I’m not allowed to read the news anymore. At least, that’s what me-man is saying.

I guess I can’t deal with it. I’m too empathetic. I’m too sensitive to worldly plight. I internalize it. It gets me down. It affects my day.

But come on, how could it not when we’re dealing with this and this and this and more?

On top of it all, Steve Irwin, Crocodile Hunter, was killed by a stingray in Oz today. I’m not Australian, but I’m close enough to one to have felt the loss. I mean, until recently, Steve Irwin was about a fourth of the only associations (stereotypes) I had of Australia.

(the Age)

Sigh. No more news.