It happened again, at the end of May. Sadly, it’s happened so much in the last several decades, not many people knew it or – even sadder – cared.
The newspaper I had written for over the last year was bought out and has already lost its online brand presence. Later this year, it will lose its even more established print presence. Newspaper buyouts and the loss of jobs for journalists such as myself don’t usually garner much news of their own these days. You could maybe say there’s not enough reporters left to cover the story. Another sad note. Continue reading “Not just another buy out in the newspaper business”
I don’t think I have ever felt so cynical and disheartened about our country – indeed, our world – as I do now.
Every time some violent action causes mass casualties, I think “OK, maybe this is the one that changes things, changes people.” But it doesn’t. All it seems to do is lead to another, and another, and another. Each of them, in their own way, more horrific than the last one.
What kind of society goes on this way? Continue reading “Violence, prejudice leads to growing cynicism”
Almost daily, it seems, I’m amazed at how change is such a huge part of life. I guess I shouldn’t be, since change happens when the sun rises and sets each day. We are one day older each day than we were the day before.
We make change a big thing when we react to it, too. And a lot of times, that reaction isn’t all that positive. From political campaigns to our seemingly insignificant personal lives, when we see something have a different outcome, or hear or read something someone said that seems almost out of the blue, it’s change we’re seeing.
Change can be a good thing, sometimes even a very good thing. But maybe only for you or me. Continue reading “Change: the big and small struggles of life”