
Friends, after scouring the news around the globe this morning and thought about a few things, I have concluded that we truly are creatures of habit.
Of course, the first thing I did when I got up was to attend to nature’s demands then have a cup of tea. In the cup I put sugar, one teaspoon as I always do, waited impatiently for the kettle to boil, poured in the water, put the lid on the cup to keep it hot, switched on the television, waited impatiently for it to come on. I then returned to the kitchen, took off the lid, put in the skim milk, stirred the brew, put the spoon on the sink and returned to my viewing chair and sat down.
Then I went through the various networks, Australia first, then CNN, then BBC, etc, as I sipped. My spirits rose and fell like a seesaw as they always do. People had been murdered during the night, killed in car accidents, in storms, in wildfires. Tsunami warnings were posted in Indonesia, sports reports gave information on winners and losers, etc. Though it was all new there was a terrible sameness about it all.
Then I went to my computer and posted my messages, switched off the comment moderation and sat thinking about what I might write about. I thought of all the posts I’d written and suddenly they all seemed the same too, a myriad voices, all mine, crying out in the wilderness of cyberspace for change, for injustices to be rectified, for the world to be different to what it is.



