Oh The Joys of Work

So, there's something funny going on here. A lot of people are moving on — I don't really know what's up with that. People getting married, getting jobs and, well, people doing other things.

That being said, it's strange to think that our lives aren't really just subjects of stories and what not. When news broke that Congresswoman Giffords was shot, news spread fast. News, man!

But while I was glued to my phone refreshing my New York Times app trying to find every new detail as they occurred, I didn't think about something. Giffords isn't a politician who was shot. Well, I mean, she is, but she's also a person. Who was shot point blank in the head with a pistol. Which is messed up.

I don't want to sound twisted or jaded or hardened or inhuman, but, for some strange reason, something in my head told me that, as a politician, Giffords' shooting was, well, acceptable, if that makes sense. Not acceptable, but expected? Not her specifically, but with all the turmoil in the world, such as the assassination of Salman Taseer by a member of his security outfit and the seemingly counter intuitive reception he got ... things are strange.

But it's nice to be able to step out of the role of someone so desirous of news. Going from one end of the spectrum saying "That's a hell of a story" to "That's the most tragic thing I've heard in a long time."

In a way, removing yourself from the personal aspects of something allows you to analyze things from an objective point of view but also allows you to step into a personal perspective — fully. Perhaps more so than people who skim newspapers for headlines and cutlines.

It's an interesting world we live in, I tell you. Hopefully no comet will come and destroy us all in a year so I can at least delve into some of all the crazy events happening around.

-Gin