{"id":6315,"date":"2025-09-30T10:02:48","date_gmt":"2025-09-30T08:02:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/damiengaleone.com\/?p=6315"},"modified":"2025-12-24T10:41:34","modified_gmt":"2025-12-24T09:41:34","slug":"the-bad-news-morning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/damiengaleone.com\/?p=6315","title":{"rendered":"The Bad News Morning"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/damiengaleone.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/500px-Julio_Romero_de_Torres_1904_Horas_de_angustia.png?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"500\" height=\"863\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/damiengaleone.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/500px-Julio_Romero_de_Torres_1904_Horas_de_angustia.png?resize=500%2C863&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-6317\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/damiengaleone.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/500px-Julio_Romero_de_Torres_1904_Horas_de_angustia.png?w=500&amp;ssl=1 500w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/damiengaleone.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/500px-Julio_Romero_de_Torres_1904_Horas_de_angustia.png?resize=174%2C300&amp;ssl=1 174w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>I wake up at 5:30 in a warm, comfortable bed. The air has lost any indication that summer lasted up till ten days ago. It\u2019s crisp and cool. It\u2019s still dark and will be for a solid hour more. I stretch. A small white dog senses my movement and instantly approaches for head scratches. I have had a good night\u2019s sleep, or not bad anyway (only got up to pee once, heartburn stayed at bay). An optimism that can only come from being prone and without a full bladder at the same time allows me to approach the belief that today will be good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And then I make the fatal mistake of reaching for my phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>With 45 seconds (at most) I have been inundated with the unbelievably bad news. Not only from the day before \u2013 no no no \u2013 my phone and Reddit make it possible for me to be filled in on the world\u2019s worst events up to about eight minutes ago. I have been informed of murders, shootings, rich peoples\u2019 attempts to permanently screw those who made the disgraceful move of being born with less money. Before I stand up, put on my slippers, or hit the button on my coffee machine I have heard the day\u2019s threats, complaints, and woes from the president of the United States, I have rolled my eyes at the outrageous lies of those with right-wing political agendas, shaken my head at the mere existence of ICE, and I have balled my fists in anger and frustration at the astounding hypocrisy of the American GOP.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Then I pee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I suppose the saddest part of all this is that if you live in the Western world then my morning probably sounds a lot like your morning. Maybe not the dog. Because of real time news apps, Reddit, and any other number of apps, the worst news in the world is delivered to us at all times of the day: before dinner, after dinner, before we get out of bed, in the middle of a meeting. It doesn\u2019t matter; it gets to us at all times. &nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Fifteen years ago, this might have seemed like hell. Who would want to be informed of all the bad things going on in the world at the touch of your finger? But the funny thing is, I look at this information \u2013 eat it up, really \u2013 on purpose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>On this little box that I find that information on, I can also read poetry, any classic of literature, erotica; I can read the beautifully-poetic and resonant insights of Marcus Aurelius. I can look at any work of art that has ever been discovered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But I don\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I can tell my personal AI assistant to conjure up any kind of comfort, encouragement, or positive affirmations it can think of.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But I don\u2019t. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I look up the bad news of the day and I spend the rest of my day under the unbearable weight of the shit world being a shit place run by its shittiest people who treat everyone else like shit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I mean, it\u2019s been worse. I\u2019m sure people woke up with more angst during the Bubonic Plague. The leadup to the sack of Rome probably wasn\u2019t a great time of comfort for its citizens, Vandals bearing down on them with quivers full of comeuppance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Oh, I know things will get better. They have to. There will be a swing back to reason and hope and kindness. But to be honest, I\u2019d be happy if the American president was not the biggest asshole on the planet. That fact alone would make getting up to pee at 5:31 am an easier thing to do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I wake up at 5:30 in a warm, comfortable bed. The air has lost any indication that summer lasted up till ten days ago. It\u2019s crisp and cool. It\u2019s still dark and will be for a solid hour more. I stretch. A small white dog senses my movement and instantly approaches for head scratches. 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