I remember why I don't bother watching the news

For the first time in years, we watched the BBC News last night, as I wanted to see amusing pictures of Britain covered in snow -- y'know, people sledging on tea trays, cars stuck at the edge of motorways, the few people with sensible boots in London walking to work. And while the Beeb provided all that, they also proved themselves to be total killjoys. Over fun aerial footage of snow-drenched fields, they pointed out the cost to the economy of everyone taking a snow day. It's hard to figure out why anyone would feel a sense of responsibility toward shoring up the remains of an economy that was largely pissed away by a handful of greedy, stupid (and unpunished) bankers -- taking their hard-earned jobs, pensions, and savings with it. If, for a couple of days, a lot of very stressed people felt more cheerful because they were out building snowmen or playing with their kids in the snow rather than slaving away under the threat of redundancy, surely that's a boost to Britain's Gross National Happiness index and therefore a good thing?