Look, I Love Journalism. But…
I’ve been in this business for 22 years. That’s right, 22. I started back in ’98 at the Birmingham Herald, fresh out of uni, thinking I was gonna save the world. (Spoiler: I didn’t.)
I’ve seen a lot. The rise of digital, the fall of print, the never-ending battle for clicks. And honestly? It’s exhausting. I’m exhausted. We’re all exhausted.
Last Tuesday, I was having coffee with an old friend, let’s call him Marcus. He’s a reporter over at the Birmingham Daily. We were catching up, talking shop, and he said something that stuck with me. “You know, Sarah,” he said, “I think we’re all just kinda… tired.”
Which… yeah. Fair enough.
Breaking News Is a Joke
Let’s talk about breaking news. You know, those “BREAKING” alerts that pop up on your phone 87 times a day? Most of ’em are completley useless. “Man eats sandwich in Birmingham!” “Local dog chases its tail for 36 seconds!”
I get it. Traffic. Metrics. Advertisers wanna see numbers. But come on. We’re better than this. Aren’t we?
I remember back in 2005, during the London bombings. That was real breaking news. We worked for 36 hours straight, barely stopping to eat or sleep. But it mattered. Every word. Every update. We were informing people, keeping them safe. That’s journalism.
Now? It’s just noise. And it’s making us all crazy.
Social Media Is Eating Our Souls
Don’t even get me started on social media. Twitter, Facebook, Instagram—whatever. They’re all the same. A never-ending stream of outrage, misinformation, and cat videos.
I had a colleague named Dave who used to say, “Sarah, we’re not in the news business anymore. We’re in the outrage business.”
And he was right. It’s all about the algorithm. The more outrage, the more clicks. The more clicks, the more money. It’s a vicious cycle, and it’s killing us.
I try to stay off social media. Honestly, I do. But it’s hard. It’s like a car crash. You don’t wanna look, but you can’t look away.
And don’t even get me started on the comments section. It’s a cesspool. A sewer. A… well, you get the idea.
But There’s Hope
Now, I’m not saying it’s all doom and gloom. There’s hope. There are still good journalists out there, doing good work. It’s just… hard to find sometimes.
I think the key is to focus on what’s important. On what matters. And to hell with the algorithm.
I remember talking to a source once, let’s call her Emily. She was a whistleblower, and she was scared. “Sarah,” she said, “I need to know that this is gonna make a difference.”
And I looked her in the eye and said, “It will.” And it did. That story changed things. It made a difference. And that’s what journalism is about.
So, yeah. The news business is broken. But it’s not dead. Not yet. And as long as there are journalists out there willing to fight for the truth, there’s still hope.
And look, I’m not saying it’s easy. It’s not. It’s hard, and it’s messy, and it’s exhausting. But it’s worth it. Because someone’s gotta do it. Someone’s gotta tell the truth.
And if not us, then who?
Oh, and One More Thing…
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Author Bio: Sarah Thompson has been a senior editor at various publications for over two decades. She’s seen the industry evolve, devolve, and basically become a hot mess. When she’s not complaining about the state of journalism, she’s complaining about the state of the world. She lives in Birmingham with her cat, Mr. Whiskers, who is, frankly, a better editor than most people she knows.
