Free Fallin‘

There are days when I think I can’t take anymore bad news. Days that make me want to hide under the blanket. Right now these days add up to weeks and months of disbelief and sadness. It’s hard to describe but I try to do the right things in my own small universe and they just don’t seem to matter. A couple of minutes ago I read that Tom Petty passed away and I was humming „Free Fallin'“ almost immediately and that was the second I thought; that’s it, we’re free falling. No parachute, no nothing.
Hate is growing, separation is spreading, acts of unity are being politicized – separating people even more. My helplessness turns into fear that the world is falling apart and we all know what Yoda said: Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering.
I don’t wan’t to be angry, I don’t want to hate, I don’t want to suffer. I don’t want anyone to suffer, yet still so many people in the world are suffering. Admittedly  that’s no big news but the frequency my TV, social media and the whole internet screams at me lately is almost unbearable.
Trump is a pain in the ass but that he was elected is not even remotely as bad as the things that happened the last four to five weeks, like two horrible hurricanes, a minimum of 124 (!) terrorist attacks/incidents in September with more than 530 people dead, most of them in Afghanistan, Somalia, Iraq. That’s more than 4 terrorist incidents a day.
And just when you think your first world problems like issues at work or the dramatic decision of what to watch on TV are taking over again, some guy comes along, takes his guns out and kills more than 50 people by shooting randomly at a crowd.

How much more proof does it need to find out  that a very strict gun control – especially in the US – is mandatory; that global warming and climate change is NOT fake news and that we have to get our shit together and act as if we had brains. I know mine must be somewhere and I guess it’ll come back once it’s ready to deal with tomorrows news again. And with the news after that…

She’s a good girl, loves her mama
Loves Jesus and America too
She’s a good girl, crazy ‚bout Elvis
Loves horses and her boyfriend too

It’s a long day living in Reseda
There’s a freeway runnin‘ through the yard
And I’m a bad boy ‚cause I don’t even miss her
I’m a bad boy for breakin‘ her heart

And I’m free, free fallin‘
Yeah, I’m free, free fallin‘

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