5 stages of grief. Kevin Spacey

Monday, October 30, 2017

My train of thought changes a lot between yesterday and today….

I am compromised.

I always had a high opinion of… well, my opinion. I thought that I could see an event, a story on its whole and always reach to the correct conclusion and feel OK with myself. One of the reasons I stood so firmly in my opinion that Johnny Depp was innocent was that I was not a fan of his. My liking his work didn’t cloud my judgement because I hadn’t followed his work; I didn’t find him attractive.

So when this morning I woke up to the news that «Kevin Spacey tried to seduce a 14 year old boy» was a hit. Because I do like Kevin Spacey, because I am a fan, because I do find him attractive. And that has been the case since I was a teen.

So what gives?

Reporters. Real ones–not bloggers.

«Behind this door is a room full of reporters. Real ones–not bloggers.»
Tony Stark, Spiderman – Homecoming

One of the best lines of the film and Tony Stark. And that says a lot because it’s the Tony Stark. I realised in retrospect that bloggers were enraged with Marvel about this line. I wasn’t. I absolutely loved it. It’s true. I have a blog, I blog…. I do it for me, to put my thoughts out there. But I -in a way- agreed with it.

Where did I disagree with it?

The problem as I see it is that «real journalists» are becoming bloggers. All the opinion pieces point to the fact they are not journalists. They are bloggers. They share their -more often than not, biased- opinions. But they think they are journalists.

Under the scope of «hey! it’s my personal opinion» they can spread their uninformed opinions as facts. The more readers they have, the more their opinion is taken as truth. It happens with both bloggers and journalists, both in social media and media.