Day 38 of 365 Days of Silver ~~ No News is Good News!!

“I love Huey Lewis, but not the News, because the News is too depressing.”
~~ Jarod Kintz,
author of “This Book is Not FOR SALE”

Every now and then someone says to me, “How is it that you are always in a good mood?” And a year or so back I met a friend face to face from online that I had known for years—he met a mutual friend the night before and asked him, “Is he really that positive in real life?” I was very happy to hear that this mutual friend answered with a “Yes.”

Am I always in a good mood? No. Hell no. Ask my husband! Ask my boss! But I work to put myself there….

When asked how I do it, my number one response is that I do not watch the news. I can’t believe how many people tell me their morning routine is to turn on the news. They’ll have a TV not only in the living room but in the kitchen! Even the bathroom! They start their very day with whatever horror, disaster, shooting spree, stock falling, team losing stories happened that day or the night before. This is the very start of their day, while they are still fuzzy brained and making their coffee. That is what is going into their brians. That is what is setting the mood.

I do not watch the news. I don’t read the newspaper except for the comics or the leisure section on what fun events are going on in Kansas City or the crossword puzzle (which then starts my day with setting my writer’s brain with trying to figure out words).

Here were the headlines this morning via my computer:

North Korea Test-Fires New Kind of Cruise Missile

Family of Islamic State Hostage: We Hope She’s Alive

Cops on Bobbi Kristina: There May Have Been Foul Play
(apparently she is the daughter of Whitney Houston and Bobbie Brown—something bad happened to her—big surprise)

Professor was Victim in Campus Murder-Suicide
(a professor who taught anatomy and physiology was among two people shot and killed at the University of South Carolina, a coroner said Friday)

Disease 1 in 3 People Don’t Know they Have in NYC
(about 30 percent or more of New Yorkers have an ancient disease)

The only reason I even know this? We’ll, I will get to that…. My first point is this. If reading these headlines were a part of my regular routine, I would be starting my day off with the worry that North Korea might bomb us. I would be wondering if that poor hostage is even alive or if she was tortured or beheaded or something. I would be so sad what the legacy of Whitney and Bobbie Brown’s life has done to their daughter. I would be thinking about that Professor and what happened to him/her.

And thank God I don’t live in New York! I might have the ancient disease—Helicobactor pylori—and not even know it! OMG! What if it comes to Kansas City? What if I get it? What the f*ck is it!?

This is how I want to start my day? I want to head into a 12-shift at work with thoughts like these on my mind? No!

I do not watch or listen to or read the news.

People say, “But don’t you want to stay informed?”

About the imminent possibility that Kim Jong-un might bomb us? Do I need to know that? Unless maybe if the missile is actually on its way to Kansas City…. And even then? Do I want my last minutes to be living in terror? Or in ignorant bliss, watching Netflix, cuddling with my husband or dog (or both) or reading a good MM book. Or writing one?

Do I need to know about that disease in New York? I don’t even live there. And the article doesn’t even explain what it really is or if it’s deadly or anything!

Do I need to chew over the fate of a hostage that I never even heard of a half hour ago? Can I help her? Can I lead a rescue team? Will her fate—probably death—help me through my day? No! Tell me about it if she survives. That will be a positive note on my day.

Trust me! If there is something going on that I need to worry about, I will hear. That is all they’ll be talking about in the breakroom at work. Someone will call me. They won’t be playing Taylor Swift’s “Shake it Off” or Lady Gaga’s “Born This Way” on the radio on my way to work. I will hear about it. Believe me.

Must all news be good news? Yes. Unless there is something I can do about it. Like all this stuff on GMOs? I can do something about that. I can shop and buy GMO free products and send a message to my grocer and big business that I don’t want my food messed with. That I can do something about.

Is the politician that did something horrible up for reelection in Kansas City? Then I want to know so I can go vote against them.

Otherwise, I don’t want to hear about it.

So how did I know about these headlines? Well, it all started when I saw the most amazing article on Facebook. A man saved a black bear from drowning! A bear! He rescued a bear! (sorry, those exclamation marks were necessary.)

A huge black bear wandered into a Florida neighborhood and so wildlife officers were called in and they shot him with a tranquilizer. Only the bear panicked and ran into the ocean. He quickly became drowsy and began to drown. But Adam Warwick, a biologist with the Wildlife Commission, didn’t let that happen. He knew he had to act quickly and dove right in and went for the bear. The animal tried once to climb on top of Adam but the bear was losing its ability to use its legs and the biologist held that bear by its neck and drug it to shore. This bear was seven foot and 400 pounds! Once he got the bear near the shore, others were able to help. The bear is now where he is supposed to be.

Now that is news I want to hear about. I’m sick as heck today and good news boosts the immune system. That story made me happy. It made me smile. It lifted my soul. That a man would risk his life for a bear. A deadly bear.

Because all life is sacred. All life if important. That bear isn’t “just a bear.” That bear is made of star stuff, the very stuff we are made of. And we are all One.

That story is about a hero. That story is about the triumph of the human spirit.

That is what I want to read about!

So why did I read the headlines? So I could write this essay and make a point.

I challenge anyone–don’t read the news. Steer clear. It doesn’t help. It doesn’t inform. And if it is FOX, you’re being lied to and manipulated.

Read instead stories of heroes. That is a way to start your day. Or at least mine.

Namasté,
B.G. Thomas

PS: To read the story, Click Here. You’ll be glad you did.

Bear Rescue by Becky Bickerstaff smaller

Just look at that bear (the animal). Tell me he doesn’t know that he was rescued by that man. And the other bear (the man) is pretty darned cute too!

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The photographs of the bear were by Becky Bickerstaff and were not mine to print. Please know this was only to inform. No copyright infringement want meant. I will take them down if necessary.

The photograph “Newspaper” was by gracey from morgueFile. I altered it a bit.

Day Seventeen of 365 Days of Silver ~~ I Am Grateful for Good People

“You can preach a better sermon with your life than with your lip.”
~~ Oliver Goldsmith

You know I hear a lot of talk about how horrible mankind is, how horrible people are. But I don’t know if I can agree with that. Yes, some people were pretty awful. And I am not going to name names because that is putting focus, using energy where I am not going to use it.

But what I see are good people. I see them everywhere.

In all my reading, I have recently discovered some interesting stuff. We are designed to be good to each other. We are designed to tell the truth. That is why the lie detector works. Stress levels rise, sweat flows, breathing speeds up, heart rate goes up….

All things that are not good for our health.

I see goodness everywhere.

For instance, yesterday morning….

I was tired, worn out, and not really ready for a 12-hour shift. I went outside to the break area to do a quick check my cell phone for messages and seeing none, went back inside. A few minutes later a gentleman who had been out there came up to me holding out a twenty dollar bill. “Is this yours?” he asked.

I was startled. Yes. It was mine. It was folded just the way I had folded it and stuffed into my pocket the night before. When I pulled myself phone out it must have scooped the twenty out as well and dumped it on the ground. I had been too tired and blurry-eyed to notice.

“Y-yes!” I said, and then told him how much it meant to me that he brought it to me and how I could hardly believe it and that it was all the cash I had until payday and I would have really been upset if I had lost it.

He told me that he knew it hadn’t been there before I came out and that I must have dropped it.

I thanked him and thanked him.

Then he said something else. He told me that he brought it to me because he thought it was mine and he wasn’t totally sure if he would have tried to chase anyone else down. And that if he had just seen it laying there and he hadn’t seen me at all, he would have just decided that, “Hey. I was just given a twenty.”

It shaped my whole day. It was all I could do not to cry from the kindness and unselfishness of what he did.

I believe that people are basically good. I really do. I know it in fact.

Some of us have just forgotten how.

So that is why I try and be the best man I can be. Leading by example….

Thank you Universe! I am so grateful that there are good and honest people. Thank you for putting them in my life!

Namasté,
B.G. Thomas