For those of you that know me -- if it is at all possible, I like to avoid confrontation. If confrontation is imminent, then bring it on. If not...let's settle this with a hand shake and a smile.
So then, why have I chosen journalism as my major? Why then, have I chosen journalism as my life long pursuit of employment? On my very first assignment this semester for the school paper, I have been dogged on by someone I interviewed for using a word in the wrong context. I guess in all fairness, it was a very poor decission to use a word I didn't quite understand. But still...throw me a frikkinbone.
If that bruise to my ego wasn't bad enough, two other people on separate occassions responded this way to a question:
- one said that the question was misleading
- another said that she refused to answer the question as it was due to it's "invidious implications...". If you don't know what invidious means, look it up at dictionary.com. Hint: It's not a term of endearment.
Maybe it's a bad idea to focus my writing attention on politics and religion -- the two most insidious causes of war.
Maybe I should instead turn to writing children's books... if I misuse a word or ask an "invidious" question -- the worse they can do is bite me.
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I'm a local journalism student who wonders why I continue on this endeavor ... the job market is saturated, readership of papers is down, and I'm a minority in my chosen profession in every way (male, values, party affiliation). Still, I wonder if it isn't the best time to get involved in journalism. Other than that, I think people take life -- and themselves -- too seriously, and sometimes I wet the bed.
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