I got up to go through my morning workout (almost 2 weeks running) and flipped on Headline News to catch what's going on in the world. I'd picked up such a habit from when I had access to an eliptical machine in our St. Louis apartment complex's fitness center: do 30-45 minutes of cardio and watch the news at the same time. Work out your body and your brain. Double whammy!
Anyway, I realized something today while I went through this morning's ritual. Presented as today's top stories were Michael Jackson, Martha Stewart, Robert Blake, and the baseball steroid hearings. Oh, and a brief story on obesity reducing our national life expectancy. For the most part, the stories deemed most crucial and newsworthy to our lives were celebrities either getting in trouble or we're happy that they aren't in trouble after all or we're hoping they won't be in trouble.
The past few days have been spent going back and forth between the shootings at the Atlanta courthouse and the church shootings in Wisconsin, in addition to stories of gay marriage in California, developments in Iraq, and social security. But today was a full-blown case of vicarious living through the notoriety of national icons.
It was just interesting to be presented with a full-tilt onslaught of hero worship presented as news this morning and realize it.