Watching the Pope at Ground Zero this morning, I kept zig-zagging between EWTN and Fox News, hoping that someone would just be quiet. There was a lovely unacccompanied cello piece (Bach Suite, I’m sure) – and all I could hear was Peggy Noonan nattering and the Fox team talking about nothing.
One thing I notice whenever I watch events like this – the commentators treat the music like background. Of course, that’s how we all treat music 98% of the time – in the elevator, supermarket, mall, airline terminal, taxi cab, home. And when it’s lousy, I don’t particularly care either. When it’s good, then I do.
Yes, another pet peeve joins the menagerie, which is becoming so large that it may soon be a zoo.