March 08, 2004

The News Machine

Long time no blogging.

Here in Kentuckiana (that's what they call it I don't make this stuff up) the news functions on the level of a grand beast just waiting to be fed. It's funny the news seems more like a "product" here then I'm used to. News goes on, then goes off and make sure you have a sidebar when it's over.

It used to be news seemed organic, you looked under a few rocks, maybe forest somewhere and you either had a big crop or it was slim pickings. Now the harvest has to be bountiful and new, new, new every day. The crap farm has become a corporate farm and nobody seems to care about its size just its scale. For all the years I've heard about how the news machine grinds, now I see it in action every day.

Maybe I'm just a little jaded. It's not that I don't like my job, but this is a whole new level. Here you make your mistakes early, but don't hear about it until later and it's all your fault.

Sometimes I miss having a job, that can be hard, still allowed you time to fuck around everyso often. I can really see how news can totally burn you out and not give you enough time to fade away.

Posted by andy at March 8, 2004 06:59 PM
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