It seems to me as if everything is happening at once. I mean, we open our morning papers with our legs crossed, coffee in-hand, ready to start our morning by catching up on the daily news. And what do we read? Shooting. Bombing. Disease. Conflicts. Tornadoes.
We can't open our newspapers anymore without seeing an ominous bold title, reporting recent tragedies in our world. Why is this? Is the world slowly turning into a place of utter disaster? Or is it that we are actually noticing these tragedies, rather than hearing it at school in a casual conversation? We get our news from many places, such as our papers, our favorite news channels on the TV, or online in a reporter's blog. And they're always active. There wasn't always this 24-hour news cycle that we have now; people learned about the news through someone who had read the paper, not by turning on the TV to watch SpongeBob, but the the TV was last left on the news channel when it was turned off, so you hear a snippet of information that catches your attention and sucks you into the addictive world of this news cycle. Because of this constant, live-streaming of news, events in the world are covered more extensively and more into detail. As a result, things are iterated over and over, until we know every aspect of the story that we can get a grasp on. And then what happens? We hear another mind-blowing news story, which earns its fair share of press like every other headline.
Is is that this 24-hour news cycle is making us more aware of current events? Or is it repeating words in our heads to argue about with some sort of confidence behind us?
2012 wasn't the end of the world. We all know that; we're still here, alive, breathing on this Earth. But maybe, just maybe, it was the beginning of the end.
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