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Love Letter to The Newsroom, Break-Up Letter to the Major Media Networks

There’s a new show on HBO that I’ve recently started watching called The Newsroom. If you haven’t heard of it than you should probably check it out. I think it’s a very important show right now because it addresses a huge problem in our society: the ability of media networks to spin their journalism in order to obtain ratings. It is just another example of the bad synergy that an important aspect of our society—in this case, journalism—has with capitalism. (See also capitalism’s terrible marriage with environmentalism, public education, and the food industry…p.s. the list goes on). The show so far is about a famous cable news anchor named Will McAvoy who is known for his diplomatic, crowd-pleasing reporting. He bases his reporting on the ratings alone and so he frequently lets his guests off the hook, and he leaves his own opinions and beliefs out of his show. In episode one he has a very public meltdown , which directly and indirectly leads to his decision to become a more hone

Resilience (and a second degree burn) from a Metal Slide

I don't typically spend a lot of time on playgrounds or in parks. Considering the fact that I have no children and I don't teach elementary school, this is a good thing. But as I approached my big move to New Orleans, I found myself becoming sentimental about my hometown.  Since I was living 2 blocks away from my elementary school, I started taking walks everyday to revisit the playground that helped socialize me. I don't know what I expected from those walks, maybe a more solid sense of what moving meant.  But for some reason I was definitely expecting the playground to look exactly like it did 20 years ago. I was disappointed when I realized just how different everything was. I'm not sure why I was so disappointed. I think it made me sad to realize that the kids that go to that school now are making entirely different playground memories than I did. And based on the new equipment I saw on the playground, those memories are going to be a lot less painful. The first