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dunno if that counts

But then again I cry quite easily.

That story about people in a Bristol care home abusing their disabled patients really got to me though. And the lady who killed herself and her disabled daughter because she couldn't cope with the bullying. Anything with people with learning disabilities is my trigger really.

I've been told this is a symptom of depression though so idk

who (unsuccesfully) tried saving his wife and five kids in that house fire, I always come very close to crying.

Very rarely actually do though. I fight it. Not sure why.

the japanese earthquake/ tsunami really upset me.

the disappearance of that little girl APril really upset me too. and made me bawl. It depends how in control I am of the ladyhormones (half the month I have balls of steel and the other half of the month I have rizla skin).

so, as such, I don't think actually hearing/seeing a news story would have that effect otherwise. I have felt sad/angry/upset but never actually moved to tears. That said, I wouldn't rule it out

i'm pretty cold liek that, mores the pity

There was an NFL player called Sean Taylor who was killed a few years ago. He'd had behavioural problems and run-ins in the past but had turned it around when he had a kid. He was shot and killed by some burglers and for some reason that story affected me more than most sad stuff you see on the news.

never really before or since.

can't really understand it if i'm honest.

I get a bit bittersweet/teary if a comedian dies and the final clip on the newsreel is of something really funny and it cuts back to the guy in the studio and he's obviously been laughing away at it, but is trying to keep a straight face to maintain solemnity.

I did find myself reduced to a sobbing wreck at the end of the last episode of Hebburn though. I'm pathetic.

on the 6 o clock news on ITV I believe. It was a year or two before he died and he was sufering from a degenerative nerve disease I think. The thing that nearly did it was when he sat down at a piano and tried to play, then he just stopped and started crying. It was horrible to see a man completely broken like that.

I would have been about 14 or 15 at the time i guess, but I reckon if I saw something like that now I would be crying my eyes out.

I'm pretty sure there's nothing from the news, no matter how brutal, that could make me cry on a normal day.

Catch me first thing in the morning with a powerful hangover and two hours' sleep to my name though, and I'd probably cry at the FTSE index report

The news seems to have this aura of almost scientific detachment, there isn't any emotion in it.

And the times when I've had a personal connection or actually been in the middle of it (London bombings/riots) it's more numbing than crying.

Yet, when Ireland won the grand slam in 2009 I cried like a small child

Arab spring, or things like this:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/04/28/AR2005042801696.html

even if a truckload of kittens with names like little miss kitty mittens and button nose mew mew crashed into a pit of molten lava and there was an unsuccessful rescue attempt carried out by an army of puppies with bows in their hair and little coats, resulting in everyone's death.

Now we've virtually all agreed it's not a normal thing to do, please feel free to bookmark and bump this thread the next time a DiSer reacts to a sad news story by claiming they're sat at their desk in a flood of tears.

That's it

and it's not what the op is really about at all (I have felt upset/sad/angry but I don't think i've cried)
BUT
I clearly remember crying when it was Margaret Thatcher's last day in office. I'd have been six. It's a bit weird. They must have had some emotional classical music playing and a montage or something. I wonder if i'll cry again when she pegs it

other times I get tears in my eyes really easily.

and getting colder by the day

except i once cried reading andre the giant's wiki which really took me by surprise.

Couldn't really process Ethiopia type stuff properly. No crying as far as I recall, but the resulting sadness over it kinda spilled over into day to day stuff. So we never had it on the TV until I was a few years older. And we never had a national paper in the house anyway.

Having grown up to then feast on papers from my mid-teens onwards, and become a cynical fucker as a result, all the bad news stuff just kinda washes over me now. It's too relentless and predictable. And I haven't really shed a tear at any funerals, either - they're an inevitability of life.

But there is one thing in recent times that has made me well up and had me on the verge. And it's so DiS it hurts. Walking to work the morning after Obama's first election, and hearing his speech. Properly hit the spot. I'm not especially a fan of his, or particularly up on US politics. But it felt like a real watershed moment in terms of the most powerful/influential country in the world managing to collectively make a positive choice, rather than fearfully shy away from that and opt instead for another FUDing old white man. Felt like there really was a chance that humans as a whole will be able to move on to greater things, rather than get bogged down in old prejudices.

But that nurse killing herself after the prank phone call yesterday was pretty fucking tragic. Imagine how those two aussies must feel now.