Some thoughts that drift through my mind as I sit on the bus on the way to town.
Reportedly, a recent opinion poll suggests that voters feel cheated by the government. They feel that the outgoing FF ministers didn’t tell them the truth during the election. To those people I have a question- do you wander the streets with a look of astonishment that life isn’t like ads? How do you travel through the day when your brain is kept in a box on the top of the wardrobe?
I will restore myself to my usual sympathetic self by the New Year. In the meantime, lump it.
I was thinking about what makes a journalist today. There are plenty of people who work in publishing and even broadcasting who don’t consider themselves journalists.
Even from my own hobbiest point of view, I was asking myself what kind of things are and aren’t ethical. I think the main thing is to just remain honestly enthused by the matters that interest me. My model here remains Fustar.
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