So, the Pennsylvania Primary is over and with it must be what had turned into an obsession for me. Today I read the spinners and the pundits and came away very confused. Came close to the conclusion that, really, no one knows how this thing is going to shake down.
Meanwhile, a very wise soul provided some much-needed advice. He reminded me of what happened several years back.
In the months following 9/11 (the day that I had one son living in New York City and the other working on Capitol Hill), I became obsessed with the news. Somehow I was afraid that something was going to happen and I wouldn't know about it. As if my knowing about it would enable me to do anything about it. It turned into an unhealthy situation for me, and finally I had to leave CNN, the newspaper, the evening news, all of these, cold turkey. After a month away from all of it, I was able to resume rationality.
Today, when I asked Andrew for the umpteenth time what he thought was going to happen, with amazing insight and even more amazing tact, he wrote, in part:
. . . . I think the intense competition of the media self-perpetuates them talking to each other about this race. There are far too many journalists on the air and they have to keep themselves employed.
I know this is important to you, and that’s because this is a vitally important issue. But maybe it is time to consider detox. Remember when you stopped watching CNN? Keep this in mind – you are currently following this race much more closely than I am, and I do this shit for a living. That’s just not healthy. . . . .
This mama raised a wise son.
Someone else reminded me that you-know-who hasn't uttered a single note yet, much less an aria. So while she warms up -- which could take several weeks, if I'm not mistaken -- I'm going to turn off the news and sew.