Fatale Abstraction

It seems like shit in this world spools so out-of-control that there is no point in being aware of it. Evil and oppression are so common that it seems all I can do is have a mute sense of tragedy about it all, particularly the erosion of freedoms in my own homeland. I used to always be critical of people who don't know what's happening beyond their narrowly personal sphere, but now I'm beginning to believe they are the smart ones. If I can't do anything about the bad things in life, what is the point of me knowing and worrying about them? Life will continue apace, and I'll write my inane little blog and things will happen or not in the world whether I'm aware or not. Shutting it out--maybe I'll be happier.