Well, it's finally here.
The day I never have to sit in a classroom again if I don't have the desire to.
The day I finally become free to worry about my life without the burden of letter grades on top of it.
The day I step out into the world, having learned (technically) everything I need to know about it.
Two decades. Four presidents. God knows how many 5-page papers and 500-word assignments.
All for what? My B.A. in Journalism.
It would be a lie to say that I am not proud of myself, because for all of my counter-cultural convictions, I still consider an academic degree a valid achievement; a close second to teaching oneself to play music. But despite what I have earned from my experience in college, I still don't feel like I've accomplished anything.
I feel like a failure with a college degree.
It's comforting to know that my girlfriend and my family are proud of me, and I guess that makes me proud of me. But I still only have the same amount of direction I had when I was 18. I still consider the question of what I should do with my life.
Only now is it I know that if I'm going to do anything, I had better god-damned love it because chances are good in this economy that nobody will be paid adequately for the job they do.
So my goal for now is to forget about my field of study, but only temporarily. I need to find a new way to orient myself toward the marketplace of ideas and the role of journalism in this hyper-changing, on-demand information age.
Now, it even surprises me that I am writing in my free time. If I had a class assignment due, you'd better know I wouldn't give a rat's ass about this blog. But alas, optimism abounds.
My goal is simple: devote my time to getting paid for 40 hours a week's worth of work. If it's not enough, do something else. If it is enough, make it not enough. Isn't that the correct answer, Capitalism? Please! I have to get a good grade on this!
And I guess, once those necessities have been met, my goal will be to devoting the rest of my time to securing myself in the niche I make for myself. Sleeping now in the bed I have made.
Or I could just start a punk band.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Saturday, November 22, 2008
They Just Like the Attention
For those who do not belong to my generation--Generation Y, the Millennials, the Echo Boomers, whatever the hell we call ourselves--you have not been granted license to comment on, criticize, justify, analyze or define what we do as a collective market demographic in any way, shape or form.
My opening statement seems harsh, but all too often in the press I have to listen to the commentary of sources who are interested in studying the behavior of all of us born between 1980 and 2000 and only sparingly finding those born within these decades to actually provide appropriate perspective.
All of this bile comes from an Orlando Sentinel story about the web-cam suicide of Abraham Biggs, a Broward College student who intentionally overdosed on benzodiazepine and opiates in front of an online audience. Click the title "They Just Like the Attention" above to read for yourself.
After reading the story, I immediately thought of the 1987 suicide of disgraced Pennsylvania treasurer R. Budd Dwyer, when he held a televised press conference to shoot himself with a revolver in front of the press and a live audience.
These stories are more different than they are similar, I know, but from the research I've done, the story of Dwyer's suicide never highlighted how his generation had "a penchant for sharing intimate details about themselves over the [television]."
The quote from 38-year-old Montana Miller, assistant professor of Pop Culture at Bowling Green State University, is disconcerting, if not downright insulting: "If it's not recorded or documented then it doesn't even seem worthwhile. For today's generation it might seem, 'What's the point of doing it if everyone isn't going to see it?'" As a source, her commentary is anecdotal, providing no factual evidence for the wildly broad generalization she has assigned to this particular group of individuals. And as a journalist, I would have no use for this source's commentary in the case of this 19-year-old's death.
I'm sure that many Millennials have taken flak from journalists and experts about how privileged we have been during our coming of age, what with our computers, iPods, cell phones, five-year on-going wars, four-dollar gasoline, our luxuriously high cost of education and high parental divorce rates. There's a lot to be jealous of, I know, but that's not our fault.
It was the hippies that created the internet. We just learned how to use it. Sure, the web, still only in its infancy, has revolutionized practically every facet of our lives in the last 8 years, and as a generation, we do have a strong dependence on it for information and entertainment.
But being quoted as saying that, as a generation, we would find a public suicide on the internet to be "not shocking, given the way teenagers chronicle every facet of their lives on sites like Facebook and MySpace," is wrong. It's undeniable that Miller, in her expert opinion, could have easily found sources born between 1980 and 2000, from an eight-year-old to a 28-year-old, who could provide plenty of evidence to the contrary.
Fun Fact: Wikipedia has a link to the video of R. Budd Dwyer shooting himself in the head. Will I not be shocked when I view it in this revolutionary 21st Century media outlet?
No. We watched two buildings fall in New York City. Duh. Everybody knows how passé that has become.
I also think my 11-year-old cousin, Jenna, would echo my callous dismissal of the melodrama that is broadcast public suicide.
My opening statement seems harsh, but all too often in the press I have to listen to the commentary of sources who are interested in studying the behavior of all of us born between 1980 and 2000 and only sparingly finding those born within these decades to actually provide appropriate perspective.
All of this bile comes from an Orlando Sentinel story about the web-cam suicide of Abraham Biggs, a Broward College student who intentionally overdosed on benzodiazepine and opiates in front of an online audience. Click the title "They Just Like the Attention" above to read for yourself.
After reading the story, I immediately thought of the 1987 suicide of disgraced Pennsylvania treasurer R. Budd Dwyer, when he held a televised press conference to shoot himself with a revolver in front of the press and a live audience.
These stories are more different than they are similar, I know, but from the research I've done, the story of Dwyer's suicide never highlighted how his generation had "a penchant for sharing intimate details about themselves over the [television]."
The quote from 38-year-old Montana Miller, assistant professor of Pop Culture at Bowling Green State University, is disconcerting, if not downright insulting: "If it's not recorded or documented then it doesn't even seem worthwhile. For today's generation it might seem, 'What's the point of doing it if everyone isn't going to see it?'" As a source, her commentary is anecdotal, providing no factual evidence for the wildly broad generalization she has assigned to this particular group of individuals. And as a journalist, I would have no use for this source's commentary in the case of this 19-year-old's death.
I'm sure that many Millennials have taken flak from journalists and experts about how privileged we have been during our coming of age, what with our computers, iPods, cell phones, five-year on-going wars, four-dollar gasoline, our luxuriously high cost of education and high parental divorce rates. There's a lot to be jealous of, I know, but that's not our fault.
It was the hippies that created the internet. We just learned how to use it. Sure, the web, still only in its infancy, has revolutionized practically every facet of our lives in the last 8 years, and as a generation, we do have a strong dependence on it for information and entertainment.
But being quoted as saying that, as a generation, we would find a public suicide on the internet to be "not shocking, given the way teenagers chronicle every facet of their lives on sites like Facebook and MySpace," is wrong. It's undeniable that Miller, in her expert opinion, could have easily found sources born between 1980 and 2000, from an eight-year-old to a 28-year-old, who could provide plenty of evidence to the contrary.
Fun Fact: Wikipedia has a link to the video of R. Budd Dwyer shooting himself in the head. Will I not be shocked when I view it in this revolutionary 21st Century media outlet?
No. We watched two buildings fall in New York City. Duh. Everybody knows how passé that has become.
I also think my 11-year-old cousin, Jenna, would echo my callous dismissal of the melodrama that is broadcast public suicide.
Monday, November 10, 2008
The Sapulpa Daily Herald printed its Wednesday morning paper without a story on the result of the 2008 presidential election.
Protesters outside the offices of the local newspaper in Sapulpa, Oklahoma, a town of just under 20,000 people according to the 2000 census, by the absence of an Obama story when the paper chose to run a paragraph about McCain's majority in Creek County.
Considering the historical enormity of this election and the man it has chosen to guide our country after two tumultuous presidential terms at the turn of our century, I have to agree with the protesters that believe the decision made by this particular news organization displays, at the very least, an unforgivable lack of news judgment and, at the very most, an act of institutionalized bigotry.
Publisher Darren Sumner, argued in defense of the paper's actions, or lack thereof, that readers of the Sapulpa Daily Herald's roughly 5,000 circulation weren't dependent on the paper's election coverage saying he was sure that they read about it, watched it on TV and followed it on the internet.
When one considers the money this little daily could have made by printing a historic front page for future reproductions, these actions, in sound business sense, are downright ignorant.
Protesters outside the offices of the local newspaper in Sapulpa, Oklahoma, a town of just under 20,000 people according to the 2000 census, by the absence of an Obama story when the paper chose to run a paragraph about McCain's majority in Creek County.
Considering the historical enormity of this election and the man it has chosen to guide our country after two tumultuous presidential terms at the turn of our century, I have to agree with the protesters that believe the decision made by this particular news organization displays, at the very least, an unforgivable lack of news judgment and, at the very most, an act of institutionalized bigotry.
Publisher Darren Sumner, argued in defense of the paper's actions, or lack thereof, that readers of the Sapulpa Daily Herald's roughly 5,000 circulation weren't dependent on the paper's election coverage saying he was sure that they read about it, watched it on TV and followed it on the internet.
When one considers the money this little daily could have made by printing a historic front page for future reproductions, these actions, in sound business sense, are downright ignorant.
Monday, October 27, 2008
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