In my former waking life, back when I was working in the supermarket warehouse and living in my trailer, the daily news of current events had been tiresome and upsetting, a white-noise villain that occasionally reached enough volume to gouge the few moments of peace I’d grabbed from the day. I had avoided it. I never liked being reminded that far beyond the grand drama of my own sorry life, a larger play was taking place, one that didn’t consult me but could obliterate me at any moment.
