I just can't read about this stuff anymore. I can only cope by avoiding the news, which is a copout but it's the only way I can stay sane. My sweet wife, though, cannot separate herself from bad news. I never thought I'd see her more upset than she was on 9/11. Then the VT massacre happened and she sobbed for two days watching her beloved alma mater bleed and grieve on the news. Now she's inconsolable at home with our kindergartner, dying a little bit every few minutes when she thinks of the parents in Connecticut who don't have that luxury anymore.