The good news about the bad news is that more good news than bad happens.

Tisn’t news that news delivers the bad stuff in barrages. That’s it’s job. Been that way since drum beaters alerted tribal brothers that warpainted bad guys were approaching over yonder hill. Been that way since town criers bleated around town some new tax levied by King so-and-so. Been that way since telegrams, since radio, since the Internet.

On days when the barrage gets me to thinking the world is going to hell in a handbasket, I remember news was invented to alert us to danger, not to entertain, not to enlighten, not to inspire and not to heal.

We still need each other for those things.