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Watching the news each day is terrifying. It seems that Armageddon is already upon us, the streets are not safe to walk and nature has turned into a hungry demon attacking us at every turn. After the Morning News There will be time enough for terror after the morning news. A murderer of three is on the loose, towns have locked their doors in fear, everyone is watching out for a gray pickup truck. There will be time enough for worry after the morning news. Heat waves in Italy, record highs in the western dust bowl, floods in Oxford, England all due, they say, to global warming. There will be time enough for wonder after the morning news. Lindsay Lohan has been arrested again for drunken driving; youth, beauty, fame not enough, still she hides from reality. There will be time enough to ponder the words of Eliot: time yet for a hundred indecisions, and for a hundred visions and revisions, before the taking of toast and tea. There will be time for all these and more after the morning news. But first, let me enjoy the golden rays of sunrise breaking upon the horizon, a new day full of hope and promise.
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