London

Just seeing, hearing, reading the latest going's on - & up - today, wondering why so many pontiffs pontificate endlessly & why we're all so drawn inexorably in to hear them.
You can listen all day, souring like an over-ripe orange - not so much about what's gone on: the utter horror of it & the total lack of human empathy that makes anyone determined to rip apart so many lives for the sake of - what?. But about the amount of air wasted over speculation & spurious suggestions causing the exponential discussions over coffees and pints.
More so maybe for the numerous non-entities crackling & gasping, giving their eye-witness accounts to so-called presenters grabbing the most details out of them as possible in the shortest space of time - almost as if it's costing them too much for the phone-call - only to be picked over endlessly: that is, until the next no-one appears with their installment.
News is no longer "News" - it's more an "experience"
Gone are the days when you'd have to wait until six oclock to get all the news; prepared and packaged and carefully considered while you tucked into your fish fingers.
No longer are you protected and allowed to get on with life until the right time to hear it.
Now, you have to live it as well.
Unless you choose to turn off the radio, tv, internet and carry on regardless, ignorant and isolated; blissfull in your own small world, work, life.

But bugger it! It's so exciting! And there's nothing else on . . .