I Don’t Need Glasses!
About 5 years ago I gave up watching the news. It was a big deal, at least for me. Wait, let me back up a little bit.
I remember when I first started watching the news. It was some kind of “grown-up” rite of passage. I felt worldly for knowing what was happening around the globe. And it was good to know the weather report. But then came 9/11. I was glued to the news 24/7 like most of America. I think what hit me hardest was watching the firemen. My dad was a fireman, and I obsessed over the children of these heroes, and how life was going to turn out for these little people who would never see their Daddy again. Finally one morning my three year old crawled in my lap. He said “Mommy if the TV is going to make you cry again today, we don’t have to watch it.” That was the first time I stopped watching the news!
As the world started to settle back down I slowly started watching the news again. Then BOOM! I took on 4 more children. Who has time for the news when you have 7 kids and 4 of them wear diapers?! But again, the world started to settle down and I started to squeeze in 30 minutes here and there to brush up on my current events. However, I started to feel like there were no good stories out there. All I saw was “recession” and “unemployment” and “crime”. Maybe that’s where I fell in love with the blogosphere. You can search through blogs and find all the feel good stories your heart desires.
So the past 5 years, I just kind of stopped watching the news. My phone tells me the weather. If it’s super important stuff, my TV will be interrupted or my husband will mention it later. But the moment I stopped processing information on a daily basis, I kind of drifted away from the core of who I really am.
In high school I was the Captain of the debate team. I carried my current events around with me. (Yes kids, we clipped newspapers. There was NO Google!) I watched CNN before anyone even thought of the word “Fake News”. I went off to college to become a Political Science major. I was all about government and politics and the global atmosphere. I didn’t even realize I lost part of myself until I got a call from my friend Ethan.
I met Ethan because I was his substitute teacher. He wasn’t the average small town fit in the box kind of kid. He was definitely different, and I took a liking to him immediately. Sometimes I edited his blog just to help him become a better writer. He has a passion for politics that reminds me of myself 25 years ago.
Ethan landed a job for a political blog, and they needed a writer/editor to come on board. For some reason, Ethan recommended me. Honestly I didn’t think I would be chosen, but I was! So now here I sit reading 20+ news stories an hour and writing about the best ones.
I really love my new job. I get paid to write! But sometimes I can’t believe the stuff I learn. Take yesterday for example. I came across a story about Mark Zuckerberg’s vision for the future. (In case you’ve been under a rock for the past decade, Zuckerberg founded Facebook.)
“For science-fiction lovers, the world Facebook is starting to build is very cool and insanely ambitious. Instead of doing our computing through smartphones, tablets, TVs, or anything else with a screen, it would be projected straight into our eyes as we type with our brains…”
Sounds pretty crazy, right? But here’s the deal. I don’t need the glasses. In fact, I don’t want the glasses. There’s no way mine would work correctly. If I’m writing about the first hundred days of the new administration, my text is going to look something like this:
I can’t slow my thoughts down and I can’t think one thing at a time. I’ve got too many kids for that! So unless Zuckerberg has invented a way for these glasses to automatically sort the clutter in my mind, I have no use for them! Maybe old school typing will someday be obsolete, but for now, I don’t need Facebook trying to read my mind. It scares me enough when Google suggests a search and I have no idea how auto-fill knew what I was thinking!