If the sky falls, we'll have plenty of food

I must be regressing to the last Great Depression. For the record, no, I was not alive then.
However, something has compelled me to purchase $200 worth of groceries since payday.
OK, there are exactly 2 of us in this household. Unless you count Chester. So why am I exhibiting this odd behavior? The only reason I can fathom is that I've been tuning in to the daily news. Not whole broadcasts, but just enough tidbits to really get me churning inside.

So, after the presidential debate tonight, I will climb back into my cocoon which offers me shelter from the media blitzkrieg. I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore.
Not original, but it seems to fit here.