Weekday mornings at our house include sensory overload. As soon as I get out of bed, I turn on the television and switch to MSNBC to see what's going on in the world. Then I go to the kitchen and do the same thing there.
As I shower, I keep the television on in the bedroom, but I listen to NPR. When I get out of the shower, I turn off the radio and go back to listening to the television. At that point, Morning Joe is on and I can watch it through the door as I finish my morning ablutions, as long as I can keep the door open. Sometimes the kids come in and sit on the bed to jeer at Joe. Those days I have to keep the bathroom door shut. No kid wants to see their naked mom applying lotion while sporting a towel wrapped around her head.
Lately, though, the NPR station doesn’t come in on the bathroom radio so I listen to cds instead. This morning, as I exited the shower, the bathroom door was open and I could see Joe Scarborough lip-synching to the song that was blasting away. ( I think I need to get my hearing checked.)
You know, watching Joe run his mouth to the words of Rage Against the Machine's Testify is so much more satisfying than listening to him defend torture and make dire predictions of the "next 9-11." Come to think of it, if he keeps talking about the "next 9-11" the way he does, with that special look in his piggish eyes, I might start thinking that he'd kinda sorta like to see a terrorist attack on the United States while Barack Obama is President........