“Today’s headline blasts me like an atomic bomb. How did this wayward missile manage to pierce my shields? Since the national Siege on Sanity began, I have honored a strict protocol, designed to protect my heart from surprise attack. Avoid the Internet as much as possible. When I must research, I pull up Google’s soothing, blank white page. Type into the search box, then cover my eyes while Big G does its thing. Peer through parted fingers to select the link for a more exciting chicken dish recipe.
Dulled by the lack of morning coffee (drat this cleanse), I lingered too long over the keys. I accidentally caught glimpse of news so noxious that I would have lost my lunch had I eaten any. . . “