Adventures in sTupidity: Tragedy Whore

“In the new millennium, America has become a tragedy whore, ready to drop her flag for any minor tragedy that happens to spring up in the greater tragedy of our everyday lives.” – Cheshire Moon

Ever since the events of September 11th,America has become a tragedy whore. We wait for the next big tragedy to spring up so we can plaster it all over the news, satisfying the insatiable appetite of the 24/7 news cycle, and send all the Chicken Littles of the world into the streets (and into the stores) to declare the new threat to our mundane little lives.

            Never has this been more clear than after Tuesday’s earthquake and this weekend’s hurricane. After the earthquake that moved my pen exactly three inches to the left on Tuesday, the news stations plastered non-stop coverage of the day’s events for the next two days.

            Here’s what actually happened: the earth shook a bit; little damage and no deaths (except to old people who were probably going to die anyway).

            Then, lo and behold, a Godsend sent from above to ensure that any real news went completely ignored! Hurricane Irene trotted up from Hell to completely LAY WASTE to the East Coast. When asked about how best to prepare for the hurricane, the Delaware governor said, “Pray.” Governor Christie threatened to personally devour any ignorant peon who defied his royal decree to “GET THE HELL OFF THE BEACH!” Philly mayor, Michael Nutter, announced for the first time EVER all mass transit in Philly would be suspended. The message was clear: WE WERE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!

            Now I understand the need to inform the public of weather that poses a threat to human life and property, but the news coverage of the hurricane plummeted from the cliffs of common sense around Friday evening when it became clear that the storm was not going to be nearly as severe as was first predicted. The storm was downgraded from a category 2 to a measly category 1 hurricane and even ended up as a pathetic tropical storm by its end. Was it destructive? Sure. Was it apocalyptic? Not even close.

            I spent the entire hurricane standing naked in a greenhouse without a gallon of water, flashlight, or extra pet supplies for my cat…and here I am.

            God help us if a REAL tragedy ever strikes. Americans no longer have the stomach to persevere anything more than a minor inconvenience in the greater tragedy of our everyday lives.

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~ by themoderntranscendentalist on August 28, 2011.

3 Responses to “Adventures in sTupidity: Tragedy Whore”

  1. How long were you without electrical power, clean drinking water, and was any of your property damaged? Yeah, I agree with you basically. I was without power for over 5 days, no running water. Fortunately, I was able to be provided with a generator, so that I was able to save my food, someone brought me a huge container of water for drinking, and I have a nearby stream from which I was able to schlep water to wash me, my dishes, and flush my toilet. But even these inconveniences are minor compared to some individuals who are still without power, and will be for quite a while longer, or didn’t have friends who gave them assistance. Did you watch any of the news? http://hudsonvalley.ynn.com/content/hurricane_irene/

  2. Talk is cheap, it takes money to buy whiskey!

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