I suppose I should have some sort of take about the events of the Boston Marathon. Beyond the obvious feelings that accompany any tragedy of this sort, however, mostly I feel frustration. Frustration at the act itself, and the inevitability that it will happen again, and that there’s precious little we can do to thwart such an act, but frustration too at the misinformation flying around the internet about the who, why et cetera. Frustration at partisan politicians and political “pundits” already spouting off about how this perfectly fits their agenda of “blame it on the brown people, blame it on the taxes, blame it on the government false flag operation, blame it on the… whatever I’m likely to blame everything else on, for whatever reason.” And frustration at my twitter feed, which was a constant flurry of journalists reminding me to take all of the initial reports with a grain of salt and celebrities reminding me to donate blood. Just shut up if you don’t have anything viable to add. I know all of these things- everyone does. Stop pretending you’re the sole sober and moral eye of the storm.
Frustration at the nonsense “news conference” this morning that was nothing more than elected officials and investigators alike grandstanding. “We will overcome this.” “Remain vigilant.” “First responders are heroes.” Just shut up. When anyone can come up with a speech full of cliches that mimics the mayor’s speech, then that speech does not need to be made. The governor, mayor, US Senator… they all said the same thing. FBI agent, ATF agent… same thing. Do you have any facts? “This many hurt, this many bombs, phone number if you have info, no idea who did it at this time…” Great, perfect, now get off the stage and get back to work. Frustration at Dan Patrick and Mike and Mike trying to pretend that they’re poignant reflectors of the human spirit instead of brainless idiots who talk about sports.
I suffer from terrible anxiety attacks, where my brain is moving faster than I can keep up with, and thoughts just keep swirling around and around but I’m unable to grab on and focus on any one things. All of this feels like that, with media, celebrities, the general public, and elected officials all trying desperately to put their stamp, their brand, their opinion out there; but everything is moving too fast, the situation is too fluid, the emotions too raw, and the facts to amorphous for anyone to grasp.
Overall, I guess, I feel frustrated that everyone feels the need to have a take, instead of just shutting the fuck up and reflecting to themselves what this, or any tragedy means to them in their own lives… so I guess I’m part of my own frustration now.