Let’s Talk About the Mess We’re In
Okay, so I’ve been in this game for over 20 years. Started at a tiny paper in Ohio, moved up to a national magazine, and now here I am, writing about why the news cycle is a dumpster fire. And look, I’m not saying I’m perfect. Far from it. But I’ve seen some stuff.
Back in ’98, I was a green reporter covering local politics. My editor, let’s call him Marcus, told me, ‘News is like a good steak, Sarah. You gotta let it sit before you dig in.’ And you know what? He was right. But these days? Nobody’s letting the steak sit. Everyone’s shoveling it in raw.
I was talking to a friend last Tuesday, over coffee at that little place on 5th. She’s a teacher, not some media insider. And she said, ‘Sarah, I can’t keep up. Every time I open my phone, there’s another breaking news alert. And half the time, it’s not even news. It’s just… noise.’
Which, yeah. Fair enough.
We’re All Addicted to the Dopamine Hit
You ever notice how every news outlet has that little red badge on their app? The one that tells you how many stories you haven’t read yet? It’s like a slot machine, always promising the next big win. And we’re all hooked.
I remember when I got my first smartphone. It was 2009, and I thought, ‘Wow, I can finally stay on top of everything.’ Ha! Look at me now. I’m checking my phone 147 times a day (yes, I counted). And for what? To read a headline that says ‘BREAKING: Local Man Eats Sandwich.’
And don’t even get me started on the 24-hour news channels. They’re like those bad reality TV shows. You know the ones where they stretch a 10-minute event into a 36-hour special? ‘But first, we’ll take you live to the scene, where our correspondent is standing in front of a building, telling us what we already know.’
But Here’s the Thing About Fake News
Okay, so I’m gonna say something controversial. Fake news isn’t the real problem. It’s the noise. It’s the constant barrage of information that doesn’t matter. It’s the fact that we’re so busy consuming that we don’t have time to think.
I had a colleague named Dave. He was a data journalist, really smart guy. He told me once, ‘Sarah, we’re drowning in data but starving for insight.’ And he’s right. We’ve got more information than ever before, but less understanding.
And look, I’m not saying we should go back to the days of the one-newspaper town. But maybe we need to slow down. Maybe we need to let the steak sit.
So What Do We Do About It?
First, we need to stop feeding the beast. Unsubscribe from those newsletters. Turn off the notifications. Give your brain a break.
Second, we need to start asking better questions. Instead of ‘What’s happening?’ ask ‘Why is this happening?’ and ‘What does it mean?’
And third, we need to support quality journalism. Find the outlets that are doing it right. Pay for their content. Share their stories. Because good journalism isn’t free, and it’s not cheap to produce.
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Anyway, I digress. The point is, we need to take control of our news diets. Because right now, it’s controlling us.
This Is Where I’m Supposed to Wrap It Up
But I’m not gonna. Because that’s not how real conversations work. You don’t just tie everything up in a neat little bow and walk away. Real conversations are messy. They have tangents. They have unresolved threads.
So here’s where I’ll leave you. Think about what you’re consuming. Think about why you’re consuming it. And for the love of god, turn off the notifications.
Oh, and one more thing. If you see a headline that says ‘BREAKING: Local Man Eats Sandwich,’ just keep scrolling. Trust me.
Author Bio: Sarah Reynolds has been a journalist for over 20 years, working for various publications across the country. She currently writes a column for CrimeNewsX.com, where she covers everything from true crime to media criticism. When she’s not writing, she can be found hiking with her dog, reading a good book, or complaining about the state of the news industry. You can find her on Twitter @SarahReynoldsWrites.
