Breaking News

The television began to tremble. I was not paying attention but I liked the sound of female voices and the rumble of traffic as the news was trucked along numerous ethereal routs across a homeland that I had been taught was the only place locatable by a news watching public. The plasma screen was dissolving, was actually weeping I could not tell if its tears were of joy or sadness. Something had happened, something had shocked the television out of its usual studio-based blah. A voice attached to a female was announcing breaking news, a team of scientific explorers had discovered the almost unbelievable, they had found other dead countries! We, the viewing public, like the experts had assumed we were the only dead country that could be found on any atlas, but now whole continents of defunct, dying, and dead lands were emerging out of a once living past. Naturally, I was tremendously amazed, tremendously confused, tremendously upset though I was not sure why, but because I cared deeply for the female voice of the TV I also began to cry.