From WNYC in New York, this is On the Media. I'm Brooke Gladstone.

And I'm Bob Garfield. Some news you have to dig for. Other news, powered by a winch and sheer

national will, literally rises to the surface. The group of minors trapped underground for

17 days are still alive. The drill that it's hoped will save the lives of 33 miners trapped half a mile underground in Chile makes its first bite into the soil.

A cage specially built to help rescue 33 men trapped underground in a mine in Chile has arrived at the mine head.

People from around this country from around the world watching live video underground

as the rescue unprecedented in the world's history takes place here.

The world was transfixed and elated this week by the television rescue of 33 men

who had been trapped for 69 days, more than 2,000 feet underground in a Chilean mine, 17 of those days starving in darkness.

The presidents of Chile and Bolivia were there, the families were there, and a makeshift desert

campground called Hope, more than 2,000 media personnel were there, and a billion TV viewers worldwide.

It was the World Cup of Empathy, the moon landing of extrication.

We cheered, we cried.

The miners' liberation was our liberation.

Even Cable stopped shouting, shilling, and obsessing for one magnificent day.

There we go. There it is. Bravo, success. He's made it to the surface. Wow. It worked.

It worked just like they said. It worked.

There is a silly commonplace along the lines of,

We need one day a week when the media report only good news,

which is something like we need one day a week when we replace medicine with candy.

But let me tell you, the mine rescue was candy, sweet, delicious, and most importantly,

bite-sized candy. No wonder the photographers and reporters stampeded over Camp Hope, hoping to get a

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