Run and hide

by tamarjacobson

The way I watch scary movies, whether they are thrillers or horror stories, is by running to the kitchen when a violent or tense piece arises. I jump up and dash out of the room, either to the kitchen or bathroom and from there I either peek through my fingers or call out, "What's happening?" Life partner is very understanding. He calls back, "Don't come back yet!" or, "Thus and such is happening now," and, "You can come back now."

Well, he has been away these past few days – returning only next week – and I have been running from room to room alone trying to escape the television. It starts because I want to watch the news about Obama and his transition team. But over and over again they play the clip about Sarah Palin interviewed while turkeys are being slaughtered in the back ground. I jump up and run from room to room, never having time to turn the television off, trying to flee the sounds and images.  

I run, not so much from the sounds of the slaughter, but from the way Palin stands there oblivious, joyful, stupidly ignoring what is happening to the animals behind her.  I flee from the image of someone standing by while cruelty is taking place. At times, while I am running to another room, tears are falling down my cheeks. Tears of rage and helplessness.

Finally, I just turned off the television for good. Important news will be announced through my "breaking news alerts" that I signed up for via email. And I have more control over my internet surfing.

And yet, I am torn. 

For, I want to bear witness, be educated, and aware of what is going on through public media, so that I might become an informed, responsible citizen of this world.

I guess I will just have to toughen up so that I can keep track of this Sarah Palin phenomenon. For, I fear, she ain't going nowhere! Unbearably, she is here to stay!