On April 15th, I woke up, determined to have a productive day. I’d write for my clients during the morning and afternoon, and tackle content for this blog at night.

I worked from eight to noon, took a lunch break, flipped on the news for what I thought would be just an hour.

I sat in front of the TV the rest of the day.

I’d also planned on going to a stand-up comedy open mic that night. I decided not to.  I wasn’t feeling very funny.

I imagine a lot of comedians had work that night.  They probably weren’t feeling very funny either.  But if they were getting paid, I imagine they went to work anyways.

Things were better on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. On Friday, I was back in front of the TV, staring at it like a maniac, flipping back and forth between MSNBC and CNN.  I hated how CNN sensationalized the shit out of everything, but I also couldn’t stop watching.  I kept telling myself it was important to stay informed, but I wondered how much of it was me wanting to be informed and and me wanting to be entertained.

Last week sucked.  I’m glad it’s over.

But it ain’t really over.  Not in the grand scheme of things.  Things like this happen in other parts of the world on a daily basis.



Sometimes I watch the news, and I just throw up my hands and say, “I have no idea what I can do.  I don’t know how to help.”

That’s a lie.

“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” – Howard Thurman
Comedy makes me come alive.  Writing makes me come alive.  That’s my job.  And last week, I did the bare minimum, when I should have given it everything I had.
No excuse.  It’s an easier job than most.


2 thoughts on “Boston

  1. Great post, absolutely great! The Syria part is the what should have been all over the “news”. I live in the Midwest and everyone I work with was so upset and scared. A couple people said they probably won’t go to any more large public sporting events. I tried to tell them that are places in the world where this shit happens daily and doesn’t get sensationalized like it does here. That we live in one of the safest places in the world. That driving your car is one of the most terrorizing things you can do to yourself, to others and the environment but you go and do that everyday. The news is so dangerous, its not doing its job, we need to re define it. Its so one sided, its so manipulative, its really no different from pornography. The Boston Coverage was what I would definitely call Disaster Porn. You can’t stop watching it, you start jerking off in the form of feeling bad and then it ends with an orgasm of Hopelessness and Helplessness (or in some cases Hopefulness, but that’s no good either because as the old Buddhist saying goes “hope and fear chase eachother’s tails”). There’s no insight, no perspective, just a reduction, a sensation, an objectification. Two other recent incidents got the same treatment: The Fertilizer Plant Explosion in Texas and the Sweat Shop (notice they refer to it as a “garment factory”) Collapse in Bangladesh. These were great opportunities to bring to light how most of our food is grown with this kind of fossil fuel based fertilizer that depletes the soil (there’s less topsoil now than during the Dust Bowl!!! The only thing making it possible to grow the amount of food on it that we do is these huge inputs of these fossil fuel based fertilizers) and how supporting organic farming practices can help us move away from this nonsense. Most of our clothes are manufactured in horrible working conditions like that Bangladesh building by people making miserable wages.
    I think of that Howard Thurman quote all the time, and would like to add to the mix this one by William Coperthwaite….”It is not enough to ask “How can I be useful in building a fairer world?” It is imperative that we ask “How can I be MOST useful.”


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