It seems like every single day a brand new crashing wave of woe makes its bullying way to our formerly placid harbour. Or maybe I’m just overstating things again because I’m in a mood. It feels like ever since the trigger pull of Brexit just nine months ago (has it really been that long? It alternately feels like at least a decade has passed since last June and that it’s been a seriously insane couple of weeks) news has been practically impossble to keep up with in a satisfactory fashion.
No matter how much attention you pay to broadcast news or whatever journalistic endeavours you turn to for information (and if you’re one of those types that is thoroughly convinced of rampaging media bias then, well, I don’t know how to talk to you. You’re welcome to stick around but I’m just not sure we’re going to get along) the high speed events are bound to catch you unawares.
Burying your head in the sand is one perfectly viable option open to you. You can get wrapped up in slightly more personal news. Maybe you’ll find someone similarly paranoid about the state of society, be inspired to run away with them to the woods where no internet signal can reach and raise a pack of loyal hounds together. This plan will only last you for so long, at some point you’ll have no choice (maybe because you’re tired of having to make your own soap) but to return to civilisation.
At which point you may well feel positively inundated with a minimum of seven different varieties of badness. I promise that it will all be alright in the end though, no matter how black it may seem. I’m definitely not just trying to get you to feel as melancholy about all the nonsense at the moment as I do. Not in the least, come on and get your fresh misery right here.
Song choices courtesy of: Redbone, Tom Howe and Ryan Adams