Tuesday, March 28, 2006

In A Handbasket

Honestly, I do respect all people. It is just that sometimes mockery occurs because there is nothing else to say.

A story came out this week about a vision of the Virgin Mary that appeared under a bridge in Indiana. These types of stories have always intrigued me for a variety of reasons.

After checking out the story, it is reported that the vision was allegedly seen by a 5-year-old boy, who told his family and his pastor. The boy said the vision spoke to him and talked to him about protection and peace.

After the story got out, hundreds of people flocked to the bridge to see the vision for themselves.

Now I will say that I don't see anything in the pictures. Maybe I'm not looking hard enough -- or maybe I'm looking too hard.

Be that as it may, the story created several questions in my mind -- not the least of which was what was a 5-year-old boy doing under a bridge?

I was talking with a producer in our newsroom about the story. Disclaimer: Amy is Catholic, which always gives me a good sounding board for these types of discussions.

After some rather childish and probably sacrilegious statements, I asked Amy why people felt compelled to rush to a vision -- whether it is under a bridge or on a grilled cheese sandwich. My contention was religion is about faith -- and faith doesn't need proof.

Or does it?

Have people become so desperate for comfort that they will seek out physical proof of what they should already have in their spirits? Amy agreed with my assessment and really didn't understand it either.

I am the last person that should probably be talking about religion. However, people just amaze me when it comes to visions and "miracles."

I choose to believe in what I believe. What do you choose?

Metatron: Human beings have neither the aural nor the psychological capacity to withstand the awesome power of God's true voice. Were you to hear it, you're mind would cave in and your heart would explode within your chest. We went through five Adams before we figured that out.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Blogging The Blog

Ah.

Stretching the mind can be a wonderful thing. Too bad I didn't do that.

Enriching one's life can be exciting. Too bad I didn't do that either.

Recharging the mental and physical batteries can be invigorating. Nope, not that either.

Do you ever get the feeling that you are just going through the motions? The world can go by so fast you don't get to enjoy the things that you want. It is just hard enough to keep up so you don't get run over. *Beep beep*

On the radar this week: there was a rather lengthy discussion about blogs and their place in news and television. It was interesting to hear from some of the "older" managers about how they just don't get blogs.

Not to disparage my senior counterparts, but they really aren't something that have points per se. They are the opinions, musing, and observations of the blog writer.

Some are funny, some are serious, and some are just out and out online diaries.

It is hard to figure out what makes a good blog. For example, NBC's Brian Williams was blogging while he was covering the Katrina disaster in New Orleans. It was interesting to read about what he saw, what he heard and what he went through while he was there.

Good stuff.

But now, the day-to-day stuff of a national news anchor isn't as interesting. And unless you are in the business, I don't know why people would want to read about the story selection process -- unless you are interested in a possible story.

As I write this out, I realize that even I don't know why people read Touch 'Em All. Do I amuse you? Do I educate you? Or are you just here for the free popcorn?

More often than not, blogs are just another way for people to express themselves. Readers of blogs will often find that they read those they associate with in some fashion.

But I've never been very good at fashion (being colorblind), so I'll just keep writing as often as I can -- and you can read (and comment!) as often as you like.

Ha ha! You fool! You fell victim to one of the classic blunders! The most famous is never get involved in a land war in Asia, but only slightly less well-known is this: never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line!