I got a chance to hang out with my best friend over the weekend. We’ve known each other for 20 years now and were chatting it up like two elder lesbians rocking on some front porch, when the topic of her attraction to redheads came up.

That’s because during our conversation some lovely redheaded ladies walked passed, which sparked stories of a variety of gingers in her life. It was quite clear from the smile on her face when she talked about them that she has a type. I was also reminded of the disastrous time I briefly became a redhead.

First let me assure you I am a natural blonde, even though I have a little help. My dishwater color is enhanced to a lovely shade of honey periodically by my hairdresser, who for years suggested I try going red.

Walter Cronkite is dead. And when the iconic anchor passed in 2009, he took with him the last representative of public’s unwavering trust in news media.

Sadly, those days of news always being reliable and legitimate are over. In its place, we have become a society that simply demands instant information, even if it is often wrong.

Many have placed blame for the misinformation distributed during coverage of the Boston Marathon bombing solely on the media. But all of us are at fault.

For those too young to remember, Walter Cronkite was an anchorman for the “CBS Evening News” in the ‘60s and ‘70s. He was often described as “the most trusted man in America,” because there was a perception that the news he reported had greater accuracy.