Is it just me, or has the media imploded?
I mean, I see snippets here and there of actual reporting on actual important events–the mall attack in Kenya, Syria, earthquakes, that sort of thing. Frankly, if it bleeds, it still leads. But inevitably, these stories are followed by some nonsense about a Khardashian or Miley Cyrus.
When did twerking discussions and stories about cute cat videos become worthy of the 6pm news? When did the latest internet dust-up become front page news on Huffington Post?
In this age of social media, I think we’ve forgotten how to focus on the big picture because we’re so distracted by the minutiae. I mean, I really don’t need to know what P Diddy said on Twitter that was so offensive today. And I certainly don’t need to know when Britney Spears is in Las Vegas because it’s her birthday.
What I’d love to hear discussed–among other things–is how we’re going to deal with that bee problem. You know, the one that threatens the food supply of the entire world. Or how we’re going to fix the crippled nuclear reactor in Japan that’s dumping radioactive water into our ocean at a rate of tons every day. Or how we plan to get countries to stop pretending that the Middle East will either go away or kill themselves quickly so we won’t have to deal.
You know. Stuff that matters. Can we talk about that please?
I’m pretty sure the list of fall’s newest TV shows can wait until we get the more important stories out of the way.
Seriously. Walter Cronkite is spinning in his grave.