Writing

Bad news is everywhere for journalists nowadays. The American Journalism Review had a piece about the decline (or was it the demise?) of the regional bureaus in Washington, D.C. Signs are everywhere on the road to oblivion. I asked a former editor of mine: What do you do when you don’t know anything else? There will be room for writers and editors still, she assured me half-heartedly. I reckon that the appetite for the written word won’t subside. But it will all be electronic, mind you. But what I dread is the imminent death of the culture of investigative reporting. When you whizz by with the speed of light, will you have time to look and inspect the color of a rose? When you need to fill 24 hours of news, will you have time to think, to pause, to linger just a little bit more before you plunge into the craziness of it all?

So it goes.   

A puzzle, an idea and a slogan

Let me point out something quite obvious–it has been months since I updated this site. In this case, pointing out the obvious is a ploy to allow me to explain why. Here’s why: I didn’t make time to do it. I got swamped with work. Political slogans are still spinning in my head. Yes, we can. Drill, baby, Drill. Fired up and ready to go. Between June and now, I went to Denver and St. Paul, wrote furiously, solved a puzzle and entertained an idea. 

Here’s a little background. I hardly get angry. I get disappointed, unsatisfied, unhappy, but I can’t recall getting angry in the last two years or so. I feel righteous indignation, sure. There are plenty of reasons to rage: Injustice, racism, hubris. But I’m referring to every day occurences that usually produce anger, a driver cutting your way or an unstable workmate. I don’t angry at either. I don’t get angry at other things I should be upset about.

The puzzle is this: Why don’t I? That’s the puzzle I have solved.  

I said I entertained an idea. Here’s the background: Christians believe in the Trinity, God the Father, God the Son and the Holy Spirit. They are co-equal. I notice that while Christians invoke the Father and the Son, the Holy Spirit is hardly acknowledged. So the idea I entertained is simply to invoke the Holy Spirit more often.

So it goes.

Cheers, mate.