And that’s good news. Really!
Bias, bogus, real news, alternative facts. Is the Media a mensch or enemy of the people? Face facts, (if these facts aren’t fudged.) More people get their info on Facebook and Twitter than any other “news” source. Talking heads, heads that roll, contempt for expression that takes more than 140 characters to spit out. Dumbed down-way down. Fed up and stuffed. Oh, and did I mention angry? What are we supposed to do?
I don’t want to be complacent, but I don’t want to go crazy either. But how do we know what’s true? Of course there are many inspiring, dedicated journalists who know the force real journalism is and can be. I believe the PBS News Hour and I think 60 Minutes is reliable, too. Pray they all stay strong.
But what if the most trustworthy source to rely on today is ourselves? More than ever, these times call us to be our own curators. Read between the lines. Ears wide open
What if we stop listening just to what is being said and focus on what we aren’t hearing?
There’s your real story.
Politicians speaking off the pro and polished ‘cuff.’ Newscasters reading off the teleprompter.
While we’re being distracted by a sexier headline we’ve just being slipped a Mickey to distract us from the real story. This didn’t just start yesterday. And we weren’t born yesterday.
We know when we are being lied to. We’re all seasoned from our own lives. When a person goes out of their way to hide things, that’s very smoky. We feel it in our gut.
If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and quacks like a duck- it’s a duck.
We can be as divided as a nation can be, but at the end of the day,the truth doesn’t come in versions. Did you lie? Yes or no? Did you cheat? Yes or no?
The fact is, the best informed people get their news from both sides. Comedian Tracy Morgan said, “bad news travels at the speed of light; good news travels like molasses.” So here at last is the good news for curators:
There’s content yes, and then there’s context. You have no control over the content/what happened. But the context you hold it in is all yours. All mine. For me, I’m in this world and struggling with what’s going on ‘out there.’
But within me there’s an eternal broadcast still being broadcast. It says all is well. Flood your air waves with peace and kindness and gratitude and love. That’s not just happy talk.
That’s my job, my power and my grace. Some days a lot easier to hear than others.
But no way I’m tuning out.