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The best blog post is the one about how I'm so blah and uninspired that I can't work on my paper or on my HP-UX system. I'm bored and restelss and I already ate my sandwich and apple so I have nothing to look forward to all day. When I go home I absolutely have to do some homework, some of which is math homework, and I'd rather take a nap but then I'll never get to sleep and then waking up will kill me tomorrow. Maybe I should move over to LivJournal. Current Mood: neurasthenic

The destruction of ethics.

So, I've like totally got this Media Ethics class. Anyway, in the discussion, media ethics come up (surprise) and the values that come up the most are things like: objectivity, fairness, accuracy. You know, the ususal. And I was thinking that these values never get anyone anywhere. How about some new values and goals for journalism?

1) Be informed. Is this asking too much? Can the white house press corps ever know enough to actually report fairly?

2) Be understanding. This replaces "objectivity." This though was poked out of my head by the works of William Vollmann. The way he digs into a situation, whether in reporting, or in historical fiction goes beyond the idea of objectivity and goes deep into honest atempts at understanding.

and now there's too damned much going on around me at work for me to think clearly.

I was in Chicago over Labor day. I took this for my photojournalism class. I don't have a digital camera. This was taken on Kodak Gold 800 iso film with my trusty old Pentax MXII and scanned using a Nikon something or other negative scanner. I've got other cool photos, but no more access to the scanner.

Children play in front of a video-screen fountain at Chicago's Millennium Park, Sunday, Sept. 5, 2004, after the Chicago Jazz Festival.

sheesh.

It's been a long-ass time since I blogged. Last semester was pretty rough and I didn't get much sleep and I didn't feel like subjecting blogger to my ridiculous ravings.

So:
I've noticed a trend in music. I don't even know what to call most of the stuff on 93.3 FM here in Denver, so to explain it, I'll say that all these bands are 1) Stone Temple Pilots' fault and 2) so very lame. Staind is a great example. The message of this stuff seems to be sensitive, yet macho. Like, I'm so sorry (sung to female (probably wearing jeans whose waist is too low! (I can't believe that I just wrote that, but jeans are officially out of hand))) that I'm so tortured and angry.
It's very sensitive, (Look, babes, I'm talking about my feelings) so that the members of these bands can get laid, and macho (remember dudes, I may be telling this chick about my feelings, but I'm still totally dark and tough) so that they don't get beat up.

I wonder how well this works? I'd think that pure, swaggering rock bravado gets plenty of chicks. That's right, I've seen The Song Remains the Same. And I'd also think that even though these guys aren't like your easily beaten up sensitive poets-with-lutes-types, that they invite beatings with their lameness.

Maybe it's a market-type situation and the wants of groupies have changed in this post-AIDS world so the behavior of the bands has to change to keep up.

I don't know. I'm just glad I have a CD changer.