I've long made a point of not reading the papers because the daily stream of bad news tends to send me tailspinning into depression. However, due to the current calamities we're undergoing, I've been scouring the online papers for news and updates.
Now, I've said before that I've often believed the Philippines is like one of those magical-realist worlds Gabriel Garcia-Marquez novels are made of, but just a morning's sampling of one local broadsheet's Metro stories makes me wonder what sort of black magic permeates this land:
Man Tries To Kill Self By Jumping Over Railing In Glorietta
Businesswoman Jumps To Her Death In Manila
Student Jumps To His Death From 3rd Floor of SM Fairview Mall
Collector Hangs Self After Losing 10T
Woman Trader Allegedly Sets Self On Fire
Passenger Missing After Jumping Off Ship
Man Beats Pregnant Wife To Death, Then Kills Self
Boss Beheaded By Unpaid Worker
But the most heartbreaking of all was this:
Man Loses Mother, Wife, Five Kids In Flood
Now I just remembered why I stopped reading the papers.
They fill you to to the brim...with grim.