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Vicious versus Virtuous News Cycles

What garners your attention — vicious or virtuous news?

NPR journalist Lulu Garcia-Navarro sheds light on something called doomscrolling which she describes as the self-destructive behavior of only consuming ‘bad’ news online.

Doomscrolling (aka doomsurfing) interestingly shows up on Webster’s (article, not a dictionary entry) and is characterized as: “the tendency to continue to surf or scroll through bad news, even though that news is saddening, disheartening, or depressing.

While this sounds insidious and avoidable, one could argue, has there really been any ‘good’ news lately?

Think of those nights you had trouble falling asleep. Lying in bed with the phone, screen glowing, scrolling through the headlines. Page after page, link after link. Google’s algorithms seem to know exactly what you like to consume. It’s like a train wreck that you can’t stop watching. You don’t want to stare, but you just can’t look away.
Facebook and Reddit are prime examples of social networks saturated with infinite scrolling feeds of pseudo-news and infotainment that have been called ‘behavioral cocaine’. In some ways it’s like the digital equivalent of a casino interior: designed without natural light or clocks with lots of glittering stimuli causing you to temporarily lose track of time and become oblivious to the outside world.

Over the past few months our global 24-7 news cycle seems to be relentlessly focused on negative events: the latest covid outbreaks, rioting in the United States, political corruption, the growing surveillance state, systemic racism, rising unemployment, the dire consequences of climate change. Tucker Carlson has an endless stream of divisive hot-button topics from which to rant.

Turn on your television, go anywhere online and you’re bombarded with a tsunami of doom and gloom information about the perilous state of our world. “These are unprecedented times” and “This is the new normal.”

How many times have you heard those words this year? Everything is cancelled. Stay home and hunker down. Travel only for essential purposes we’re told.

This so-called “new normal” world we’re living in feels disorienting in many ways. Wearing a mask out in public; plexiglas partitions and hand sanitizer stations at grocery stores, shopping malls and restaurants — basically everywhere; fist pumps instead of handshakes; spectator-less sporting events; our children’s education increasingly going online; businesses unwilling to accept cash payments for goods and services. Will these aspects of daily life become permanent fixtures in our society?

Let’s meet for a drink and chat, I say to a friend. I call the local pub to book a spot on the patio but I’m told there are no seats available today. “We have a table available Saturday afternoon @3:30pm”, the hostess says. That’s ok I say. We instead make plans to meet on my friend’s driveway with a couple of lawn chairs six-feet apart. All good.

Remember the good ol’ normal days when you could just walk over to the pub spur of the moment and share a pitcher of beer with 1/2 dozen people? No, the new normal apparently involves pre-booking everything. I imagine all those unused beer pitchers are now being recycled into safety partitions or PPE face shields for our frontline health care workers.

Some days it feels like we’re stuck in a Black Mirror episode. This week it’s a lab experiment conducted by a higher intelligence designed to test various anxiety-inducing stressors on the human psyche. By seeking out ‘good’ news one of the characters discovers salvation from the psychological tyranny of incessant global pandemic updates.

Ongoing reports of the emanate global economic and societal collapse conjure up a dystopian Philip K. Dick short story. Our story begins with negative news endlessly repeating through a neural-interactive simulation until the main characters eventually figure out a way to hack the programmatic brainwashing and escape to a better world. The planned exodus from earth is led by a small, well-financed consortium of Silicon Valley tech entreprenuers with ambitious plans to colonize Mars.

Back in the real world, many of the people I talk to are inclined to just stay home and postpone trips abroad. Physical distancing on a 2-1/2 hr flight doesn’t seem all that doable.
The global travel and tourism industry, worth approximately 2,893 billion U.S. dollars in 2019, is now largely decimated as a result of the global pandemic and is indeed going through an incredible shift. But perhaps this upheaval was inevitable. The Boeing 737 MAX plane crashes earlier this year in Indonesia and Ethiopia that killed 346 people now look like an ominous precursor the airline industry was on an unsustainable trajectory in terms of prioritizing cost-cutting engineering initiatives over passenger safety.

This afternoon a bunch of printed ADs arrived in our mailbox.

A local cosmetic and dental implant office. Headline: “Behind Your Mask Is a Beautiful Smile”; large image of woman wearing a surgical face mask. The AD goes on: “High efficiency HEPA/MERV 17 air filtration systems and all required PPE keeping your safety in mind.” The second AD, a local auto dealership leaflet with the headline: “We Are Open For Business!” (all caps, big). The AD continues: “Now offering enhanced protocols to help ensure your health & safety!”; (medical iconography) “Enhanced Safety & Sanitation Protocols.” That’s basically the extent of the message.

None of this feels normal or unprecedented. Just surreal.

I’m terrible at blogging

Today I came to the realization that I’m pretty crappy at blogging on a regular basis — at least the last few years. Well, you know, the old excuse life gets in the way comes to mind.
I used to make time every week or so to write. It might be career related musings, experiences on my bike, creative ideas circling around in my head.

Now, during the lockdown, it seems there shouldn’t be any obstacles in the way to writing each week. Working remotely means the daily commute to the office has been completely eliminated (for the time being). So let’s say there’s about 90 minutes give or take that have been freed-up whereas pre-lockdown I’d be fighting traffic twice a day.

Blogging is a great way to vent. I miss seeing friends and colleagues. I’m tired of wearing a mask everywhere; tired of using hand-sanitizer. I miss watching live sports, going to a bar for a drink; seeing live music, going out to the cinema. I’m tired of being stuck at home, every day having to hear my neighbours 2 houses down renovating what seems like every last square-inch of their property. Eventually the banging, sawing, drilling noises will cease and they’ll run out of a) ideas of things to fix, or b) money to finance further ideas of things to enhance structurally or aesthetically. Why not just enjoy your house the way it is? But who am I to complain. These things are quite trivial.

Thwarting Distraction

Every moment think steadily as a Roman and a man to do what thou hast in hand with perfect and simple dignity, and feeling of affection, and freedom, and justice; and to give thyself relief from all other thoughts. And thou wilt give thyself relief, if thou doest every act of thy life as if it were the last, laying aside all carelessness and passionate aversion from the commands of reason, and all hypocrisy, and self-love, and discontent with the portion which has been given to thee. Thou seest how few the things are, the which if a man lays hold of, he is able to live a life which flows in quiet, and is like the existence of the gods; for the gods on their part will require nothing more from him who observes these things.

Marcus Aurelius, The Meditations 2.5