What Happens When You Read the News?

I can’t remem­ber the last time I even con­sid­ered seek­ing news any­where but online. Whether it’s what’s going on around Atlanta, the nation, or the world, or just a weath­er update, I look there first if at all pos­si­ble. Since I’m at home and can check in through­out most of the day, it’s easy for me to get near-con­stant updates on what­ev­er is going on. I use quite a few dif­fer­ent sources, to get a bal­anced news diet, but between RSS feeds and email updates that’s incred­i­bly easy. I can always fol­low links to the orig­i­nat­ing web­sites and cross-check oth­er sites (which I like to do) to get more infor­ma­tion on any­thing that real­ly catch­es my attention.

In turn, I feed the infor­ma­tion to my fam­i­ly. I sup­pose most peo­ple do that, in one way or anoth­er, and I great­ly appre­ci­ate the links received from friends via Twit­ter and the like. I don’t pass every­thing on to Sam and Katie, of course—just the sto­ries that I know to be of inter­est to them.

Unfor­tu­nate­ly, I can’t always refrain from telling them about sto­ries that are par­tic­u­lar­ly dis­turb­ing to me. Sam, in par­tic­u­lar, real­ly does­n’t want to hear about such things, which is one rea­son he does­n’t read the Atlanta paper. I feel a need to stay abreast of cur­rent events, but also need an out­let for my frustration.

Guess what? This is it!

Yep. I’m going to try to lim­it my out­bursts to writ­ten ones, and this is the place I’ll be using for them. You can always skip the arti­cles if you don’t like them. It’s much hard­er for the fam­i­ly to just not hear me, and I place a high val­ue on peace in the household.