Last week had to be a most astonishing week for people who report the news. The week began with the bombing in Boston, went on to the Elvis impersonator who apparently was trying to kill people by putting poison on letters, and ended with the shoot out and capture of the little brother suspect in the Boston events. From the get go we received more inaccurate information than accurate information because the people reporting the news couldn't stop talking. I would have been happy with a "Wow. We have no idea what is going on but this is heavy shit!" That would have been fine. I'm totally okay with not having all the facts. I rarely do, anyway. But the non stop blather became offensive early in the week. I totally expected someone, upon discovering that the little brother suspect was in a boat, to announce that our navy was opening fire on Boston Harbor and people were dumping tea into it. Silence is often great. It can be a gift. In silence we can catch our breath. In silence we can ponder and reflect and, dare I say, think.
News reporters could take a hint from Vin Scully, the announcer for the Los Angeles Dodgers. He lets silence happen and does not feel compelled to slam us with nonsense.
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I noticed there aren't any comments...are we remaining silent?
Silence is most definately golden and a commodity that we so often are lacking. I, myself will be the first to admit that I sometimes fill those empty voids and pregnant pauses with endless chatter.
On reflection, I like it in here. Its so tranquil and peaceful in here.
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