I have enough stress and issues going on in my own life to read about the downfall of someone else's. I think it's sad that we're all becoming so immune to hearing about death, crime and ghastly acts that we don't even react to it anymore. Everything is so over-reported now that we're just inundated with information, and I for one am stepping back, disconnecting a bit, and opting not to give a shit.
I'd rather watch my daughter run through the sprinkler, listen to some long-lost music, and enjoy the beginning of summer. I'd rather use the time I spent reading on-line blogs & news pages to write a note to my 93 yr old Gram. I've been too caught up in the monotony of my daily life to enjoy what's in front of me, and foster relationships with neighbors, friends and family members. Enough.