All the news that’s fit to share

New York Times newsroom, 1942: Good ol’ days of white male journalism. (Library of Congress, public domain)

Back in March, I had the privilege of attending a student and faculty luncheon with journalist Jeffrey Brown and his wife, Paula Crawford. It was a nice, intimate affair – no more than twenty people there, I would say. As I sat there, attempting to eat my sandwich with grace while following the conversation, a couple of things ran through my mind:

  1. I’m so glad I’m here and I didn’t have to use one of my ten weekly dining hall swipes. Maybe tonight I can go to late night.
  2. Holy crap Jeffrey Brown is in this room and across the table wow wow wow
  3. Awesome, we’re talking about the future of journalism. Looking forward to getting perspective from the people in the room (professors and guests alike) who have experience in the industry.
  4. This conversation is not going where it could (should) be going.
  5. Maybe if I eat these potato chips I can drown out the sound of shameless networking happening right in front of me.

Make no mistake, it was a good experience, promise. But I couldn’t help but think that a fair amount of the media veterans in that room were having a hard time embracing the new media-turn that journalism appears to be taking, with things like hashtags, infotainment, and listicles on the clear rise. Continue reading “All the news that’s fit to share”

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