We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness

Jason and the Scorchers are coming to Cleveland for New Years Eve. I may have to actually leave the house and go out for more than a Chuck E. Cheese extravaganza, and use that as proof that I know how to party.
One of my favorite essays by Orwell is called "Politics and the English Language"; where he kind of eviscerates advertising, and pretty much writing for writing sake, with this lovely; " modern writing at it's worst does not consist in picking out words for the sake of their meaning and inventing images in order to make the meaning clearer. It consists in gumming together long strips of words which have already been set in order by someone else, and making the results presentable by sheer humbug."
In simpler terms for the likes of me, rehash much.
It seems that so many news outlets and even blogs have been and are getting most of their primary information from a few sources and then go from there providing a clearinghouse and subsequently marginalizing and gate keeping for old times sake. It's not something criminal or suspect, but what it does reinforce is the limitation of popular culture on the front burner if you will; all the while the stuff on the back is far more vital and fragile .