US Census: Seattle is the Saddest Metro Area in the Nation

Well, Yes, I feel ineffably sad.

I wish there were something to make me glad.

The world feels a dangerous, desperate place.

We’re on a planet that seems lost in space.

Our path is Politics of Destruction:

Hate and Spite and Mean Obstruction.

The Virus leaves hundreds of thousands dead.

A desperate time lies straight ahead.

The Northwest skies mirror human pain.

The forecast?  We’ll have a “River of Rain.”

Our sadness shows that we feel our plight.

The road ahead feels like dark of night.

The Census just shows what most of us know:

This life is not the way to go.

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Word of the Day: Doomscrolling

Doomscrolling (or doomsurfing) is the act of consuming an endless procession of negative online news, to the detriment of the scroller’s mental wellness.

My hobby is Doomscrolling and

I like it Very Well.

I check the Web incessantly

to see what’s Going to Hell.

There’s always some New Awful

to make up the daily news.

There’s always some Big Problem

that will addle and confuse.

“They” say that it’s unhealthy,

that it makes your mind get sick–

just looking for some direful thing—

There’s Plenty…. Take Your Pick!

But, I have this Web Connection and

I use it constantly.

I look for all the Gloom and Doom

that’s on its way to me.