In the 1860s, Charles Baudelaire bemoaned what we might now call doomscrolling: Every newspaper, from the first line to the last, is nothing but a tissue of horrors. Wars, crimes, thefts, ...
She became emotional and mentioned some cognomens that are esoteric and reserved for only inner members of the family. My head swelled. Then she praised my father to the high heavens and told me ...