Journalists focus more on catastrophes than progress. They’re hard-wired to follow tragedy than highlight the good.
Bad news and sensationalism sell eyeballs.
Good news is ephemeral, quickly consumed and forgotten.
When an avalanche of information aligns with a consumption-based based society, all becomes a blur.
Knocked unconscious, we assemble identities that exceed the brain’s three pounds. We validate our preferences by referencing them back to us.
Information is an addictive substance, all too imbued with misunderstanding.
There is no breathe and stop, no detour to detox.