(A catchall for the many stimuli which the emotional brain interprets as ~ Threat! Adrenaline! Fight/Flight and such.)
We've each/all abided near 7-years of rule by a lawless radical cabal; its fear-inducing propaganda has been a daily, bogus parody of their illogical rhetoric -- the sort which tortures language beyond all meaning. They are Selling the nostrum of: perpetual fear..
Successfully - in the feeble-minded.
The fallout - those factoids describing the hundreds of ugly events we all know about - is bound to have taken a toll, especially on those who are not very articulate about their own feelings.. nor particularly clueful about the mass psychology of all political speech / and the suggestibility of all mobs.
(Such jarring episodes cannot be described well, while one is still immersed in the cacophony of contradictions and ego-saving fabrications - much less can silly 'numbers' be assigned to the events.)
My guess: such exposure, so lengthy a period of unremitting daily lies . . . might well shorten the life span of the particularly susceptible (say, those who - like young Anne Frank - once believed that, "basically, people are Good" ??)
ie. It requires attainment of a certain level of comprehension of the depths of humanoid perversity (most evident within all those seeking the power to force others to believe Exactly as they do) -- ever to innoculate oneself from distress over the stupidities/suffering which unrestrained sociopaths create.
Maybe they die of the proverbial 'broken heart' ??
(And - the daily commute to some deadly-boring paper-shuffling desk job might well provide further incentive for exiting the play early?)
Look.. take the event in paper a few days back:
a lovely intelligent -promising!- 15 yo girl, shot in the back=dead during an unsuccessful attempt by three marauding teens: to rob a group of people enjoying selves in a park (!)
Or the next IED-exploded young life, snuffed as direct result of a Cheney supervised campaign of premeditated lies.. intended to mold a country to gratify his diseased ego re 'presidential powers'.
Should any of these horrors be less? more? distressing than the death of someone who happened to be a member of a randomly assembled (group in a church?) Where then does empathy for an individual end and general obsession begin? If these emotional states overlap, a one can wear black indefinitely. (You can make Yourself sick, too. Y'know?)
Try not-to, eh? Read some Shakespeare sonnets..
Get tickets to a ballet; quash all 'practical' head-chatter and Believe for the duration --> in Wonderfulness. Much cheaper and lots more fun than shrink-talk, I wot.
A.
PS - you don't have to be a 'baby boomer' [either!]; it's another made-up tag intended to homogenize a whole bunch of people into a sound bite. Must you obey every silly label invented by the bookkeeping mind? Read your own koans!