Might as well turn off the TV, shut down the computer, find a cave, and just wile away the hours staring at a wall.
It’s hard to find a trustworthy source of information. Everyone has a slant, a stake, an opinion. In the rush for the scoop, truth has taken a back seat to being first, or loudest. The power of words, the power of getting there first, wherever “there” is. Then again, would anybody really appreciate an unbiased news source anymore? That sounds… boring.
Trump gets his soapbox by default, spewing nothingness, with the help of Fox News and the likes of Rush Limbaugh. It’s difficult to imagine him having any peers when it comes to the level of insincerity and disinterest displayed. And despite everything he’s said and done, he still has his adoring minions, and millions. Too much damage control, too little integrity.
Information comes at us relentlessly. Some of it resonates, most of it doesn’t.
We search until we find what we want to hear. We have trouble understanding the value of listening to conflicting opinions, don’t want to take the time to do that, because we always come out in the same place: disagreement, often vehement disagreement. We’ve been there many times, heard the same things many times. One says “up,” the other automatically says “down.”
No progress made, just two camps, miles apart, marching to different beats, convinced of their own legitimacy and righteousness, each finding it hard to believe that the other can think the way they do.