It has been a scatter-brained kind of week, and a little busy, too. I haven’t had much time to sit and collect my thoughts, so there has not been much writing going on this week. As a matter of fact, I have not once picked up my trusty notebook to jot anything down. So let’s just go with another free writing session for this post…
It’s Saturday morning, and I just finished my weekend coffee. If you follow me here or on Facebook, you know just how much I relish my weekend coffee. And this weekend is no different. The biggest difference is that I slept in this morning, waking up at around 8:30 or so, which never, ever happens. I stayed up pretty late last night, too, and that, also, never happens…well anymore.
So I was a little late in having my coffee, but I had it nonetheless, and it was good…everything I knew it would be.
I’ve done the scan of the Facebook news feed and seen things that piss me off, make me happy, make me think, make me sad, or make me glad. I’ve looked over my wordpress reader and caught up on a couple of the blogs that I follow. Now, I’m sitting here to write, and little is coming to my mind and sticking around long enough to put something coherent together.
One thing that floats in and floats out is this controversy surrounding the release of the former POW, Bowe Bergdahl. I’m not going to weigh in on this very much, because, one, I do not know too much about it, other than what has been spoon fed to us by the media, and, two, because I do not know too much about it, other than what has been spoon fed to us by the media. All I do know is that he is a soldier in the US Army that was released by the Taliban in Afghanistan in exchange for five individuals held at Guantanamo Bay. The funny thing is that is all any of us really know beyond what has been given to us by the media outlet from which we choose to receive our information.
If you read, watch, or otherwise observe multiple media outlets, you have received different points of view and opinions given by experts, former and active military personnel, politicians, or anyone else pretending they know what the deal is. This is just one example of the amount of information out there and the vast number of opinions, facts, or observations that bombard us every single day.
It’s hard to know what is the truth anymore; because, as the media is teaching us, the truth is subjective. It depends on how one views a particular situation, and that same one’s gut feeling concerning it. We rush to judgement, handing out a verdict before evidence is presented, explained, and debated. The truth no longer waits for objectivity. It relies on the speed of its spread in order to influence thought so that the vessel spreading the truth can have bragging rights exclaiming “that you heard it here first.”
I dare say that with any “breaking news” story that has been broken in the past, I don’t know, ten years, a misconception or flat out falsehood, has been spread as the truth to the four corners of the globe, and even with evidence that points to the contrary, that truth is held on to with a stubborn insistence of its veracity.
This is just one reason why I rarely read or watch the news anymore, especially from an outlet that is more beholden to its advertisers and stockholders than it is to the people to whom they provide the information. If I do catch anything, I do my best to glean what little fact may be presented in a piece, and then ignore, or try to forget, any of the fluff or opinion that is designed to keep one coming back for more.
Anyway, that is what is on my mind this morning as my fingers tickle the keyboard.