World Worry and My Worrier Machine

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World Worry and My Worrier Machine

I have been fussing about the Gulf of Mexico spill for months now. What a tragedy for all involved. And the news has me concerned what is happening below the surface waters of the Gulf Coastal areas. I am even worried what might wash up on the beach now… even though I will NEVER see the beach. In reality it is not a problem in my life.

I am troubled that good people will lose their livelihood and homes as this terrible events have taken place. The rest of the world moves on and they suffer.

I worry about them.

Then the issues of Haiti are in my mind – still. I will never visit Haiti. The earthquake that destroyed their country became a part of my life as I watched with millions of others as these poor people suffer and many have died.

A mailing from our church’s head office reminded me again that I can do something about them – by given the church’s office money.

I worry about them too.

I have heard of Pakistan and the flood waters. I am moved by what I see as well. Millions are homeless and there is a great need for more money to get help. I am concerned because they are not getting the press that Haiti got – and fewer people are responding to what has happened.

I worry about them too.

I know I do not have enough money to help anyone. Retired now and with a Fixed Income I have to be more careful than ever. Then they just announced that the Pensions of perhaps millions in Canada will be deeply affected by loses in the stock market. Who knows if there will be enough money left to pay my pension!!!?

My friend from my morning coffee time is 75. He is a retired Gas Fitter. His pension advisor told him he might like to look for another part time job… as his pension income has dropped to almost the drastic stage.

Hey I worry big time about how I will feed myself… and my wife. I really worry about this!

To have some fun and take a night away from care giving in our home, my wife and I have enjoyed the odd night out at a movie. Cheap nights are fun when the movie is half price and there are hndreds of youth in the theatre foyer. It is like going on a date 48 years ago!

BUT I HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THIS TOO!

The report that I watched yesterday told me that dozens of theatres now have reported an infestation of Bed Bugs on the theatre seats. People are being bit and also being ridden home by the bugs to take up residence in their houses and apartments.

Goodness gracious – just when I thought I had it under control… and could escape from all the bad reports that I worry about… I now have to worry about being bit by a bed bug while I sit in the darkness of the theatre!

I really worry about this!

They said for the last few days that the wireless thing-a-ma-jig that works with my computer will probably give me cancer! Well not in so many words… but they are now fussing about Wireless Signals in schools making kids sick… and I sit about 18 inches from mine!

Sheesh I worry about this too.

In fact as I stew about all of these most recent worries I should have a bad time sleeping. I should worry about everything. But I don’t.

In fact my worrier machine is now almost completely broken. And with so much to worry about I don’t know where to start first – so I shut down. The financial appeals mean little or nothing to me now.

The Oil Spills mean nothing as well… worrying about little fish at the 5000 foot mark in the ocean is not something that gets a lot of attention now.

Even Bed Bugs on my theatre seat cannot move me far.

My worry meter is now over loaded and broken – and I don’t even worry about that anymore!

But then… I worry that I don’t text as fast as others… or that I don’t have a good phone to text people… and that I don’t have any friends that know how to text… or that my spelling is so poor while texting that no one will understand what I text…

Hey… the worrier machine just kicked in again.

I have a feeling that this next generation filled with the bottom end of Baby Boomers, mixed with Gen Xers, and mixed with a host of other Gen-erators and finally the most recent group they are identifying as the “Gen Me” group… will be the ones that stop feeling… stop doing… stop worrying… and will simply walk away.

The G20 protests in Toronto had people screaming about what they thought the rest of us should worry about.

But really I watched and wasn’t moved. The idiots that burned police cars… smashed windows… and did nasty stuff were not part of my life.

I stopped worrying about ten worries ago. I have had it.

I still care but am not really engaged any longer!

How much do you worry about? Has your worrier machine about had enough?

Oh Boy.

~ Murray Lincoln ~
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