Lately I have felt disconnected from the world. Like I don’t get most people and I’m not sure I ever will. I don’t have any diagnosis and I don’t want to go off on people. I just don’t get them.

I don’t get why I hire someone to do a job and they don’t do it. Moreover, when I follow-up with them, they don’t even call back. And when, after three attempts, I do finally talk to them, rather than admit they didn’t do what they said they would, and apologize, they cover up their indifference towards their work with attitude. What’s with that?

I don’t get why people get paid money to run their mouths on TV and why others spend, not just their money, but their time watching these people and then apparently believe what they hear without question. Why aren’t people more discerning? Really. Because being on TV does not make anyone an expert on anything but how to get on TV.

We need to remember these talking heads are paid to fill 24 hours a day of airtime. 24 hours is a lot of time. Have you ever tried to talk for 24 hours? And then do it the next day, and every day after that. It’s hard because there just isn’t 24 hours of stuff worth talking about. There just isn’t.

When I think of cable TV, I’m glad I haven’t had it for over a year.

Yet even though I don’t pay for cable anymore, its nonsense is everywhere. TVs are in restaurants. Why? I don’t want to pay to go out to eat and watch TV. I could stay home, eat better food, spend less money doing so and watch something far better than cable news, which for some reason is what is usually on.

TVs are at my gym. One day I made the mistake of not charging my iPod before a workout and when I started my run I discovered it was dead. So I used my earbuds to plug into the audio system and listen to the TV. I skipped the two TVs with cable news, by now you know why, and picked the one with ESPN. Now, understand, I don’t know a lot about sports, but even me, Ms. Don’t Know A Lot About Sports, in about 30 seconds could tell what an idiot the talking head was.

The guy was going on and on about the 1973 undefeated Miami Dolphins.

Okay, now I do know about that. I was there. I went to the games.

IT WAS NOT THE 1973 SEASON YOU DUMBASS!

It was 1972.

Now his stupidity was about something completely inane like football, and well, he was only a year off, but just think, if he got an easy to research detail like that wrong, what else does he get wrong? How often are people like him on TV spouting off incorrect information? Moreover, people watching, who didn’t know it was 1972 will now think it was 1973, and that my friends, is how ignorance spreads.

And the scary part is this happens when the information is important, as those in the autism world were reminded of last week when a talking head ignorantly and idly filled airtime making connections about Aspergers and mass murderers he is in no way in the position to make and sadly, people buy this stuff, literally.

Yeah, sometimes I don’t get it.

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A few weeks ago we went hiking in a state park and brought my camera along. I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately and away from people… at least for a few hours…