Filtering Out the Bad Stuff

At work, a colleague looks out of the window.

“It’s going to be a calm day,” he remarks.
“Calm? Calm as in meteorological calm, or political calm?” I ask.
“No, the weather. It’s going to be a gorgeous day. After this morning’s bomb, you think I was referring to the political situation?” he replies.
“Bomb? What bomb?”
“There was a bomb this morning.”

Now this colleague has an eternal twinkle in his eye, so you can’t tell for sure if he’s serious or not.

“You’re kidding me, right?” I ask.
“No, there was a bomb this morning. They blew up the replacement of the president.”

I had to check it on the wire. And so they did. They blew up the man who was going to replace the general who was going to replace the president. Mind you, the president is not the president yet, only a ‘possible’ candidate to the presidency, and so the replacement general was not actual the next commander of the army. But it does not matter now, the man has been blown to smithereens.

But indeed. The weather is gorgeous, and it is promising to be a beautiful day.

I’m a bit puzzled. How come no one mentioned this to me? I must have seen at least several of my colleagues this morning, but none have said anything. Don’t they know? Or are they filtering it out, like most people do these days?