TMI

TMI stands for too much information.

I am a nose a heart. I love gossip. I love know who's doing who. Who did what. So on and so forth.

But being a nose has its drawbacks. Like Pandoras box, there are some things that should be kept personal or to yourself and a drawer never opened.

I really don't want to see that huge road rash burn you got from falling off your motorbike. I say I do. But when I see it - it's just gonna gross me out and everytime I look at you - I will now remember that icky thing you showed me two years ago.

I think I want to see pictures of the devastation in Thailand and Indonesia. I think - I should be educated in what those poor people when thru. But, I am sorry I opened the link because I cannot bear seeing the poor people who met their demise from the massive wave.

I start to think, I am an enabler.

If I look at these photos that means there is a market for it. God forbid something happens to me or a family member. The last thing I want to know is that someone sold the pictures to Ogrish or Rotten and someone is looking at them for...I guess it would be amusement?

There was a journalist - I believe it was Pearl. He was one of the first people to be beheaded and his family asked that the video not be released to the public. They went to court and won. I don't think you would be able to find it easily on the internet.

Princess Diana was killed in a car crash. For the amount of photog's surrounding her car - graphic detailed pics are almost non existent.

They are the lucky ones.

I watched the Berg video. I wanted to be angry at the monsters that beheaded him and jubilated in his massacre. I wanted to say.....See....They are monsters...We need to kill them...Kill them all!!!

I watched it and couldn't get the picture out of my head. I couldn't remove the sound from my brain. I write this and a vivid picture rewinds in my mind. I am sorry I watched it now.

Yesterday, I received an email from a friend. It had a video attachment and the intro told me nothing about what I was about to see. It said something about a bad police search and the guy probably did something really wrong.

So - I open it to a man who's sitting in a holding cell and apparently wasn't searched very well by the police officer who was about to interrogate him.

The police office left the room - the man pulled out a gun and shot himself in the head.

All real - all on video and distributed for all to see.

Yuck.

Then I wonder, I like the Enquirer. I like the gossip shows on every night. Am I just adding fuel to the flame. The one that says....Go ahead and follow those celebs everywhere. Wire their homes and fly over their weddings. I need to see that dress!!!

When passing by a wreck on the road - I am irritated by rubber neckers.

But - I am in fact a rubber necker of a different sort.

Somehow, when Brad Pitt separated from Jennifer A. I got a little giddy. Like, now maybe he might actually date....ME! Sounds funny when you say it - but if you think about it its actually sad.

But - I did the same thing when Sean Penn divorced Madonna. I know....Strange. I don't even like Sean now. Great actor - but his views make me want to shake him....Hard.

I cannot say that I won't be a nose. But - I am going to try to steer clear from those things harmful, hateful and mean.

Destruction and death are not something that I want to be able to look at and walk by covering my nose and shaking my head.

I want it to pull at my heart strings and make me feel like I want to do something about it.

Also, if you have a video that you want to share with someone - please at least give them a heads up on the content they are about to watch.

I would have deleted it.