I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t even want to read the state and national news online every morning. I’m depressed enough. Why add to it? It’s been a lifelong habit, however, so it’s hard to quit. So I pop another antidepressant and read more into the deep, dark recesses of today’s American psyche, which is so screwed up, I don’t even think a lobotomy would fix things, much less Prozac. Actually, I quit taking the antidepressants. They weren’t working. It’s so depressing today that I realized to fix things, I’d have to swallow the entire bottle. You know what ...