Though I remain a cheerleader for newspapers, and read one every single morning, I have to admit that more and more often the newspaper experience has become "OK, now let's see what the Globe has to say about yesterday's news," having already heard the news the first time via social media.

I'm not even that much on social media! Apart from a cursory look at Tumblr (most days it literally is just that -- I declared bankruptcy on keeping up with it years ago, and if I repost something good, it means it was in, like, the most recent three posts in my feed when I happened to check, and you got lucky), the only thing I look at is Bluesky ... and though I do keep up with that every day -- well, most days -- I only follow fifty carefully-curated people.

Nonetheless, it's efficient. And then of course there's my spouse, who does things like say, as I am emerging groggily from the bedroom (we sleep separately partly because our sleep schedules are very different; when I wake up, most days she has already been up for three hours) "Just so you know, we bombed Iran."

Before I have had coffee!

My thinking is that she wants to make sure I start my day miserably, which is doubly sadistic given that the act of getting out of bed is pretty damned miserable most days anyway.

On the other hand, I haven't read Bluesky yet today and the news broke far too late to make this morning's paper, so I guess if she hadn't told me, I wouldn't know.