I don’t want to get shot. That’s what it boils down to.
This may seem like an obvious admission, because no one wants to get shot. Perhaps it speaks to my sheltered existence that the threat of physical violence has such a hold over me, or perhaps it makes me human, but I do not want to find myself in a situation where other people have weapons and the authority or desire to use them.
Sometimes I think that I am a pacifist because I have never had to fight for anything in my life.
But there is the question of war reporting. Continue reading “Ruminations on the future and war.”
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One of my hobbies is documenting graffiti. This started in Athens, around 2008, when there was, along with an explosion of civil unrest and political discontent in the city, an artistic explosion that spread out across the walls of the city. Continue reading “How to Present Graffiti”
Here’s a good argument for why you should perform good journalism instead of bad journalism: bad journalism makes good journalism impossible. Continue reading “Other people’s bad journalism”
We have spent much time imagining a more controversial, or at least more critical, publication for the University community.
I came across this article by a UMass Journalism lecturer, through the UMass Journalism Program Facebook page, about the University’s suppression of the name of the girl who fell and later died. I remember when I was reading about it thinking that it was strange that we had heard nothing about it. Furthermore, she suffered her fall on the 16th, died on the 19th, and the Collegian, it seems, couldn’t gather enough information to report on it until the December 3rd. The Daily Hampshire Gazette did not report on it until the 29th, and did not include a name at the time, as I remember (I would go back and review that article, but the Gazette needs money, as evidenced by their paywall, and I have none to give them). Continue reading “UMass, the Press, and the constant need to PARTY.”
We can’t make these events into history. Journalism is the first draft of history, so that is where we must start. Twenty dead children are of interest to everyone. Whether they are most important or not, can be debated (and depends, largely, on where they are from. I record here, despite the perhaps now-clichéd nature of the comment, 20 dead white kids are worth more than 20 dead black kids, and you won’t even hear about them if they’re actually from Africa. There were a number of outraged remarks to the tune of “What about Sudan?” And it could be replaced with so many places). Continue reading “Mass murder: is the media to blame?”