Venting so I can keep going through this day

Sometimes this job really gets to you. The constant influx of bad news clouds me like a hurricane of cynicism. I'm fully convinced we're living in dark, dark times.

In the past three days, I've read about a man stabbing his father in the neck and setting his house on fire, killing his mother; a man who raped a toddler and then kicked her in the back, killing her; and a pair of men who scalded a kitten in a tub of hot water before attacking it with a hatchet.

I'm not sure how the humanity got sapped out of this culture, but the decaying remnants are really starting to turn my stomach.