Talk, Talk, Talk...

Talk is what the past few days have been. The news is full of the shootings in Arizona with words flowing with so little said. It would appear none of the news or commentary media people watch their own work or others in their business. My hope would be a realization of the meaningless, insensitive, and painful editorializing they produce.  It is as though they can't help themselves from just talking. When no news is forthcoming they simply speculate and imagine additional situations or conclusions to their own questions.

People were wounded and some died, boys in Afghanistan and Iraq were wounded and died, somewhere else a family lost a mother, father, brother, or sister to disease or accident. The ones we should listen to are those who lost one they love.

Dick Winters died this weekend. He was proclaimed a hero for his service in World War II. He spent his life, according to him, peacefully away from war. The way he wanted it. With all the talk and horrible news coverage, he passed away with his family out of the glare of the war and spotlight. I'm happy for him.