I’m glad news media is not implanted yet
It's still relatively out there, in air we breathe,
but not implanted in our brains or arms or rose-
colored glasses. We still determine what we think
and where we fill the cups of curiosity
we carry. We’re not robots yet. We’re free, and have
real push-button authority to open up
rambling gossip-style commentary on what
has not happened. I’m glad it’s not implanted yet.
I can write this while listening to You Tube vids
of speakers at the 2017 White House
Correspondents Dinner. POTUS is not present,
but he is roasted anyway by a brave man—
Hasan Minhaj—a first generation brown-skinned
Indian-American Muslim who reminds us
free speech is the foundation of democracy.
Journalists must ruffle feathers. And then
a master feather ruffler, Carl Bernstein—
He speaks of 42 years earlier when he was one
of two journalists who researched and exposed
the scandal known as Watergate—not alternate
facts but the best news possible. Serious news.
Not-for-profit news. Risky news. Unsanctioned news.
I’m glad news media is not implanted yet,
not mere entertainment the same everywhere.
Wells where we quench our thirst are not polluted yet,
but we each must remember to bring our own cup.
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