I watched CNN for 6 straight hours yesterday as they toggled between Boston updates and the West, TX explosion. I start feeling like I’m watching a regular season match between two English Premier League soccer teams. It can be exciting, the quality is good, it can end in a tie and just when you turn the channel because of inactivity, someone scores. So I finally get a good night’s sleep and then wake up to see the overtime shootout that happened overnight. It would be insensitive to say that I wish I didn’t miss the drama going down live but at least it’s partially over. It’s hard having this job when serious and traumatic things happen in the world. I chose a non-serious news industry for a reason. I don’t feel quite intelligent enough or capable of being a serious news disseminator. I think I’m better at just being me and not to be taken very seriously. I watch Anderson Cooper reporting from Boston, then West, and now probably back in Boston and I’m just intrigued by his professionalism. Then again, he failed with the creative fluff show he tried to do. Maybe some of us are more fit for one thing and not the other. The real thing I wish I was fit for this FBI profiling. I’ve done way too many bad things in my past to make it into the FBI, but I can dream. I have often mentioned that I was a Criminal Psy minor in college and that was my plan B if this whole journalism thing didn’t work out. I was just trying to do the responsible thing for the first time in my life and come up with a career in case the very reliable radio/tv thing didn’t pan out;)

I find myself watching Piers Morgan and when I should be more into his interviewing technique, I don’t even recall what he was saying because I’m hanging on every word coming out of the FBI profilers’ mouths. What a prestigious and all around badass job. Me asking my mom for the FBI seal cake Jodi Foster got at the end of Silence of the Lambs made me look creepy back then because she thought I just had this love of horror and serial killers. My mom being the greatest, got it made for me of course. The reality is, I just find evil more fascinating than good. I have always been under the impression that all of humanity is inherently both. Sure, mental illness plays a huge role in this but I’m way more on the side of nuture v. nature. Charles Manson was an oprhan of a prostitute who abandoned him and look where he ended up. Would a loving environment have changed the course of that? Who knows. History was my worst subject in school, yet I think the history of personality is something we can all learn from. Why isn’t this mandatory material in school? In the society we live in now, is it not more pivotal to learn about reading people and personality disorders than it is to learn the names of the President in backwards order? That never made much sense to me. Kids need to learn how to read others that are alive, not reading dead laws that dead people wrote? Not trying to be a history hater, but I guess I am. Guess I’ll stick with that hard hitting celebrity gossip for now…