So, here we are.
In the midst of an ongoing scandal that is the american presidency. Not to mention Russian meddling. Macedonian teenage hackers. Global warming. Alphabet and their release of on Fresno. from China—just as the Chinese launch “” for shopping wives. The world is either in the best of times, or in the worst of times.
Depending on where you fall on the spectrum, you’re either ok with everything or feeling incredibly overwhelmed by it all – like me. And whenever I try to make sense of it all, I just break down in a little corner and start weeping, thinking about Harry Styles, Taylor Swift’s ex-boyfriend, and his quintessential advice:
“Just stop your crying, it’s the .“
You’re here wondering where all of this is heading. And to tell you the truth, it’s heading to this simple fact: I could use a crying companion. Someone who’s as passionate about journalistic integrity as a mother bear is passionate about her cubs. (A lot).
Because, let’s face it: the journalist profession is suffering under the weight of “post-truth” in this “alt-universe” era and I’m not going to lie to you, it’s basically fuel for our collective tears. Alt-facts, which are lovingly rebranded lies, are promulgated as truth by lazy websites. Fake news are written faster than real news, shared even faster, thus creating a reality distortion field which undermines and threatens the founding ideas of democracy. To quote Paris Hilton:
So I implore you, please consider joining me in a four day epic cry-fest, where we try to hold ourselves together in these trying times; plus, we’ll probably teach the delegates how journalism can truly be a pain in the “heart”, by burning them to the ground with savvy writing, quick wit, and a nose for sifting through what’s real and what’s .
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Thanks for reading and sticking with me until the very end,