Too Much Information

Okay, I could still read a newspaper like this…

Yesterday, I wrote about #fakenews. If you missed it, go back and read it. It will do you good.

Thing is, I have a hard time sorting through all of the fake news. The real news is overwhelming enough.

When I was writing about politics, I’d either have talk radio or television news on in the background. Yes, I opted for the conservative channels of the day. Get over it.

Now I’m more likely have a Pandora station playing, or Netflix or BroadwayHD streaming in the background (the latter is being tested on a trial basis).

But each morning I try to sort through Facebook, Twitter, and Feedly to gather what I should or shouldn’t be knowing.

We haven’t had newspaper delivery in years, but I can’t imagine the concept of actually having the time to sit down and read through a paper.

It sounds like a luxury I don’t have time for. Reality is, it’s a priority I’m not taking the time for.

The bigger truth is that we’re already being bombarded with too much information.

That’s just the news cycle.

I try to read up on writing and blogging trends and recommendations…without having to buy that program that’s going to write my novel in forty-three seconds and make me a millionaire overnight…for the low price of…today only…$499.

I digress. I also write run-on sentences.

As a theater artist, I also have to keep up on what shows are playing, what shows are relevant, what shows I want to audition for, what shows I want to direct…all while trying to remember what I learned in Play Direction and History of Theatre forty years ago.

Forty. Years. Ago.

I could keep up with all of these trends if not for that pesky day job. But, that day job brings enough of a challenge as I’m charged with knowing and understanding the Freedom of Information Act.

Some of us remember when the newspaper, or the evening news, was our main source of information.

Today, we’re bombarded with information. Everything is out there at the touch of our finger tips. Our phones keep us in constant contact.

So, we have to pick and choose what we consume, if you will.

I have a stack of books, three of which I’m currently reading.

I have a stack of scripts, two of which I’m directing in the next few months…with more on the horizon.

I could go on. But, while I was working on the posts for this week, I realized that, once again, I’ve go to prioritize.

I found myself looking at some free online courses. They’d be fascinating, but…when?

I can’t do it all.

It’s not that I can’t do it because I’ve turned sixty. I never really could do it all.

But, maybe it took me until sixty to understand that.

Each of us has to figure out what is important. What to prioritize. What to spend our time on.

And…do I really have to say it again? What we share on social media.

There’s too much information out there.

Use it wisely.


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Report the News, and Fake It Not

Is it being prepared to do the right thing, whatever the cost? Isn’t that what makes a man?

David Huddleston as The Big Lebowski

American actor, David Huddleston was born on this day in 1930 in Vinton, Virginia, (died 2016).

True story, well, as best as I can remember – that disclaimer is important to note as you’ll see in a moment – I once interviewed for a reporter position with WSLS in Roanoke, Virginia. My possibly faulty memory tells me that the person who interviewed me was Hayden Huddleston, long time radio and television personality in Roanoke (Vinton is near Roanoke if you’re not so inclined to know Virginia geography). Hayden Huddleston was a brother to David Huddleston.

Mr. Huddleston, of the TV station, did not hire me as a reporter. He asked if I was interested in camera work. I turned him down.

Turned. Him. Down.

It wasn’t Albuquerque, but it was another one of them left turns I should have taken.

It’s Monday and, by now, we know that most of the dreaded Hurricane Florence has missed Virginia, other than to drop a lot more rain. Like we needed more.

Points south were not as fortunate. Prayers for those who have lost loved ones and property. As we know, recovery will take a long time and a lot of dollars. Help where you can.

Here in Central Virginia, there’s been some snarking about the meteorologists and government officials who whipped us into a frenzy, only to have the storm turn south.

Trust me, I’ve lived through enough storms that haven’t turned south. It was the right thing to caution us to prepare.

Still, there was plenty of sensationalism going around. Every time there’s a storm, we always see the reporter braving the wind, hanging on to a post, just about to lose their windbreaker.

But, you’ve likely seen this guy.


Funny? Yes. Typical? Also yes.

And yet another reason why, although I disagree with him on many, many fronts, not the least of which is his behavior and Twitter account, President Trump is right when he talks about #fakenews.

Take, for example, this headline that ran this past week in The New York Times.

Nikki Haley’s View of New York Is Priceless. Her Curtains? $52,701.

The headline, and following story, made it look like UN Ambassador Nikki Haley was wasting government money on curtains.

The only problem? The curtains in question were ordered during the Obama Administration. Haley had nothing to do with it.

Eric Wemple explains it in The Washington Post: New York Times wrongs Nikki Haley with curtain headline.

Caught in their own shenanigans, the NYT revised the headline to: State Department Spent $52,701 on Curtains for Nikki Haley’s Residence.

But, the damage they wanted to inflict was already done.

There are plenty of things about which one could criticize President Trump and his Administration, but if you don’t think that there is a mainstream bias and an attempt to bring him down, you’re not paying attention.

I’m not defending him, but I’m also not going to criticize him for everything, nor am I going to spread rumors that aren’t true.

This isn’t a new phenomenon. Journalists have made up “news” since news was…well…new.

Remember that scene from Broadcast News when Holly Hunter found out that William Hurt had faked the tears?


Watch the whole movie. It will do you good.

I took a Mass Communications class at Virginia Tech between my Junior and Senior years at Asbury College (now University). I did that to catch up on hours that I needed to graduate on time…after I changed my major for a third time.

I digress.

I remember the professor telling us once about a commercial he was filming for tomato soup. Try after try the camera couldn’t pick up the right color of the soup. In the end, they used red paint. My faulty memory doesn’t tell me whether or not they got in trouble for that. I seem to recall that was the point of his lecture that day.

But, for heaven’s sake, how have we not learned? How many memes and “news stories” have we seen on social media that are complete and total – pardon my French – bullshit?

That poor shark has been seen swimming down the streets of New Bern, North Carolina after every hurricane of the last ten years…or more.

Dan Rather told us the forged letter about George W. Bush’s military service was “fake, but accurate.”

Katie Couric had to apologize for misleading edits of a gun rights documentary.

Michael Moore has turned distortion into an art form.

I took that journalism class in college, and interviewed with that television station, because I thought for a while I’d spend my time in journalism. That didn’t happen.

These days I’m spending my time writing fiction, and stage plays, as well as spending my time creating theater.

Unlike the media, I’m supposed to be making things up.

Look, I realize that my little post here isn’t going to restore integrity in media. The media will continue to push their own agenda, and some will continue to fake news.

Trust, but verify is a Russian proverb, but Ronald Reagan brought into the American dialogue when speaking of nuclear disarmament.

I doubt if any of you reading will be negotiating nuclear treaties, I certainly won’t. But, each of us has a responsibility to verify what we’re reading…and sharing.

I love the unfollow and hide options on Facebook for just that reason.

Truth is important. The media and politicians (on ALL sides) distort that to promote their own agenda.

We can accept it as presented, or we can do a little research of our own.

And, while you’re at it, be a little more careful about what we’re sharing.

Otherwise, your cheatin’ heart will tell on you, too.

American singer-songwriter and guitarist, Hank Williams, was born on this day in 1923. (died 1953). On a side note, I don’t think I’d realized until writing this how young he was. On another side note, as a child, I thought he looked a lot like George Hamilton. (Your Cheatin’ Heart, 1964).



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