Why Journalism Need a Therapist Journalism isn't dead, it's just going through a metamorphosis which looks and feels like dying from the inside out, kind of like therapy. For instance,"The irony was thick. Here was a veteran of the industry, a Harvard journalism lecturer no less, getting facts wrong in a book about “the fight…Read more Reporting Our Way to World Peace
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Throwing Shade Directly Linked to Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria
My fake plants died because I did not pretend water them.-Mitch Hedberg We don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out when someone doesn't like us. We don't even have to know that humans are biologically wired for connection; belonging is our most basic survival reflex because back in the day losing our…Read more Throwing Shade Directly Linked to Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria
V.I.P
It was a radio, then t.v show that started in the 40's and ran for over 20 years; Queen for a Day. Also called the 'Cinderella show', it featured four women sitting in front of a studio audience while Jack Bailey summarized each of their personal struggles with a poetic, mildly sexist, lilt. The audience would…Read more V.I.P
Shrink
Jantelovian Law was created by a Danish author in what is believed to be a moment of literary sarcasm. They're essentially the 10 commandments of selflessness. In Scandinavia you're not a special snowflake. If you attempt to distinguish yourself in tall poppy fashion you're likely to be cut down and sentenced to volunteer as a…Read more Shrink
Hey, It’s Ok
Over the holidays I talked with a couple of girlfriends who were heartsick over games of emotional tug of war, also known as codependence. Codependent love goes like this: Here's all the shitty, unreasonable, terrible, horrible, no good things this person did and here's all the great, rule-following, generous, responsible, hard-working, sacrificial, exhausting, never-ending, perfect things I…Read more Hey, It’s Ok
Chaos and Control
My mother would be the first to point out that you could eat off my floors. But the way she would tell you was as if to mock me, as if to let you know of the drastic and rigid handicap I'm cursed with; some death-grip, psycho inability to let go. She'd monitor me at…Read more Chaos and Control
