On Twitter imbalances, being a people hoarder

Alright, full disclosure. I hoard. I hoard people.

Before you Google episodes of “True Life: I Hoard…People…?” (spoiler: they don’t exist), and consider signing me up for an intervention (please don’t, it’s my last semester, and I don’t got time for that), remember back to about a year ago when I discussed the airy sensation that accompanies purging your inbox, or FINALLY downsizing and consolidating all of those newspapers)? Remember that?

Good.

Now remind me.

Gather around kids, I got a story to tell.

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A purpose-driven blog

A wonderful friend of mine has RSS alerts set up for this very blog, and takes the sweetest pleasure in reminding me that “reliable content and quality create loyalty”, not site themes or widgets, regardless of the AMAZINGNESS of my Pinterest page.

So, to quiet this petulant bestie, I post.

Here, world. Another WordPress post, relish it for about 3 nano-seconds, and then back to your regularly scheduled trolling.

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XOXO: Live-blogging Gossip Girl series finale

Join me as I liveblog the series finale episode of Gossip Girl! After five years, countless headbands (don’t lie…), and over 100 episodes, the show that taught a public school generation about high society power grabs and super-rich-kid machiavellianism is neatly packing up its LV carry-on bag, and setting out for the wild unknown of 20-somethings in New York. In my experience, that “unknown” is the Irish Pub on WContinue reading “XOXO: Live-blogging Gossip Girl series finale”

Recent article: Substance unsurprisingly lacking in “Real Housewives” reunion special

Any excuse opportunity to turn my reality TV habit into writing is a welcome one! I’ve been into RHONY since season one, day one (for the record: Bethenny all the way). The season finale of season five left me wanting. In short: ‘meh’ and transparent. Even for RH standards. Is it the editing, or the ladies? 

Substance unsurprisingly lacking in ‘Real Housewives’ reunion episode

TV Review | 2.5 out of 5 stars

Published: Thursday, October 18, 2012

Season five of “The Real Housewives of New York City” wrapped this Monday with Part II of the season’s reunion. This is an episode fans looked forward to, giddily anticipating half−hearted — or heartless — apologies, quick zingers and a parade of Louboutins and statement dresses. But this season’s reunion left us wanting more. It felt like the reluctant gathering it probably was, as none of the women seemed particularly interested in rehashing old problems or reopening wounds.Continue reading “Recent article: Substance unsurprisingly lacking in “Real Housewives” reunion special”

Boston Fashion Week: Merrily we flow along

Thanks to the ever-impressive and talented photographer Justin McCallum, I found myself at Boston Fashion Week on a blustery September weekend! Long story short: the fashions. My god, the fashions.  For a full photospread, visit JumboSlice blog, and read below for my take on several of the weekend’s best shows! Did I MENTION THE FASHIONS?

Merrily we flow along at Boston Fashion Week

Collections by designers Yousif and Mendoza stood out

Published: Thursday, October 4, 2012

Boston Fashion Week is not for the faint of heart. In the past few years, designers and show producers alike have upped the creative ante with an interesting mix of household name brands, Boston fashion titans and left-of-center fashion industry up-and-comers. This year’s shows featured surprisingly wearable pieces alongside artistic creations that could make even Meryl Streep’s Miranda Priestly crack a wince — or so we dare to dream. In particular, the Boston Fashion Week shows for Firas Yousif Originals and Sam Mendoza created an undeniable buzz both outside and inside the tent, due to their mix of ethereal pieces and shockingly approachable cuts that still managed to convey chic and whimsy.

Firas Yousif Originals, photo courtesy Justin McCallum

Firas Yousif Originals is a force in the Boston bridal gown scene and beyond, with “bridal,” “evening” and “flirty” couture collections. At Boston Fashion Week, Yousif capitalized on a sense of manufactured nostalgia that’s done well in the fashion scene for the last couple of seasons, with side bouffants, patterned textiles and 1950’s Vargas Girls-esques ilhouettes. Imagine what would happen if Paz de la Huerta’s character Lucy in “Boardwalk Empire” had a run-in with Christina Hendricks’ “Mad Men” persona and you’ll be in the ballpark.Continue reading “Boston Fashion Week: Merrily we flow along”

The Presidential Debate, through the lens of my Twitter

Tonight, while watching the debates, I have my Facebook and Twitter pages open, and both are overflowing with quips, quick memes, and reactions.This new lens of political engagement is fascinating, as a generation of activists and slacktivists take to their keyboards and burn up the servers with 140 characters or less, and overstuff my newsfeed with social-political whimsy.

9:54: I came late to the game, so far, my Facebook tells me:

1. Obama is indeed not Big Bird.

2. Trump is a welfare queen (from Facebook: “WHY didn’t anyone think of calling it “corporate welfare” before????? Donald Trump, welfare queen!”)

10:12: “Big Bird” is trending on Twitter.

10:15: “Two minutes on the role of government,” says the moderator. Ok. Let’s go.

10:18: @ljoywilliams: 15 minutes left and no 47% mention??? #TWIB2012 #debate

10:19: @justinpequeno: YES LET’S TALK ABOUT EDUCATION!

10:21: IMANI ABL @AngryBlack Lady: Romney: “Poor kids.” “I mean lower-income kids.” “I mean ragamuffins.” “Hey Jeeves! WHAT ARE WE CALLING THOSE PEOPLE NOW?” #debates
10:23: Kelvin Perez Macario: “FAIL. Romney quotes the Declaration of Independence and called it the Constitution
10:26: I don’t think these anecdotes draw the resonance the candidates think they do…they seem like stalling tactics, false equations, skirting.

Latest article: Africana Studies launches new major and minor

Most of my friends, family members, acquaintances, strangers on campus, and the poor souls who follow me on Twitter know about the fairly-well documented struggle for an Africana Studies DEPARTMENT at Tufts. This struggle has morphed into a program, not a department. This documentation exists in the Daily, the Observer, and other outlets, but it lives on outside of the press, a documentation that has been firmly and indelibly printed on the bodies and minds of countless Tufts students and faculty, past and present. My musings on Africana Studies at Tufts is a topic more suited for my moleskin and not for this blog, but maybe someday soon I’ll be able to share it with the world. No, I’m not being melodramatic. Suffice it to say, it was a joy to be able to write this article for the Daily. After lots of back and forth with the editor, I’m at peace with the article, but this subject is a very intriguing and personal one to me. Let us regroup, and get back to work. -B 

Africana Studies launches new major and minor

By Brionna Jimerson

Published: Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Photo: Courtesy Sophia Wright

The Africana Studies program is finally a reality on the Hill this semester after years of negotiations, including a student-led march to Ballou Hall last November.

Following several years of negotiation between the student body and the administration, Tufts’ new Africana Studies program is settling into its first month on the Hill, complete with a new director, a set curriculum and student interest.Continue reading “Latest article: Africana Studies launches new major and minor”

And now, for something completely different!

A few things have been saving my life lately (aside from the obvious, of course ;-))

1. My Black Feminist Theories readings. No words. But I’ll try to find them. Essentially, there’s nothing quite as empowering, awe-inspiring, and frightening as reading the stories, histories, research, findings, etc of black women regarding what it means to be a feminist, to be pro-active, to be unbought and unbossed (iseeyouMrs.Chisolm!), and RESILLIENT. There are spaces in my intellectual self that I knew were empty, and resigned myself to that arid nothingness. But now, moment by moment, reflection by reflection, those empty spaces are being lovingly and divinely filled. And it feels like coming (going?) home!

2. Contemporary musical theatre is life. For all its social-structural issues, the elitism that seems inherent in some theatre circles, few things put a smile on my face like hearing “Shiksa Goddess” from The Last Five Years, or “Defying Gravity”. 🙂 If Black Feminist Theories (BFT) is my bread, Broadway is my pack of Sour Patch Kids that I eat when I’m not hungry, but want something to nosh on.

3. This kid I’ve been dating for almost two and a half years is pretty cool. I think I’ll keep him around. He makes good sandwiches and drinks good beer. Got a winner!

4. The Daily. The Daily is a living, breathing piece of me now. I know that. Lately I’ve had to confront concerns regarding a future in journalism, and so far I’m proud of myself and my work. The goal is to remember WHY I write, for WHOM I write, and that it’s just wonderful to have some fun now and then. #NewMedia

#5. My small leather journal is a saving grace, a willing listener with nothing better to do than collect my harried thoughts, and keep them all on the QT. Yes, I said (wrote) QT in 2012. Problem? None here! Starting keeping a journal in college has perhaps been one of the best decisions I’ve made in years. Since that fateful day in English class, March 2010 when I had nothing better to do than write out my ‘daily musings’, I’ve filled over 5 notebooks with lists, lists of lists, insecurities, recipes, thoughts, notes, reflections, and doodles.

So, this post is about as personal as I’ll get on this blog (for now). I’m reconfiguring myself, my online self, and the identities I embody each day. This site will change with me. However, I much prefer to angst it out in my journal and in my prayers, not all over the interwebs. That’s what LiveJournal is was for.

Be still,

B

TV review: Tepid relationships, stereotypes hamper “Basketball Wives LA”

Tepid relations, stereotypes hamper ‘Basketball Wives’

TV Review | 2 out of 5 stars

By Brionna Jimerson

 

Published: Tuesday, September 18, 2012

In recent years, VH1 has begun to catch up to television’s endemic lifestyle−based reality shows by targeting a different demographic of status−conscious viewers. The cable station has produced shows like “Basketball Wives,” “Baseball Wives” (2011−12) and the much more tragic, less decipherable “Basketball Wives LA” with mixed and often disappointing results. Season two of Basketball Wives LA kicked off — or rather fell off — with a recap of the action from last season, which included backstabbing, heightened awareness of the cameras and a group of women searching for social belonging among their peers.

The show begins with Jackie Christie, wife of former NBA player Doug Christie, talking with her husband about her failed friendships with the other cast members. The self−appointed queen bee of the posse, she feels the other ladies should apologize to her for their accusations that she started last season’s drama. However, Jackie seems hesitant to actually give up her grudge, preferring to lament about it to anyone within earshot, like her husband and devoted friendSundy. Jackie says the women are jealous she has everything they want and that their drive is low.

We then learn that Laura Govan, sister of castmate Gloria Govan and girlfriend of former Orlando Magic player Gilbert Arenas, is back in Los Angeles after moving to Orlando, Fla. She confides that she hasn’t even spoken to her own sister in over a year, adding weight to the argument that when the show isn’t filming the women rarely confide in one another as friends, let alone as sisters. Gloria is in the midst of planning a dinner with the other castmates to sample recipes from her new cookbook. Yes, Ms. Govan is writing a cookbook, which seems to be the career path of choice for several celebreality stars, including the wildly successful Bettheny Frankel of “Real Housewives of New York” and the wildly tacky Teresa Guidice of “Real Housewives of New Jersey.”

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Gallery review: MFA jewelry exhibit brings sparkle, like Beyonce. Or…Jordin Sparks.

MFA jewelry exhibit brings sparkle to the Museum of Fine Arts

Exhibit shows jewelry’s importance and influence through history

By Brionna Jimerson

A south German rosary from the mid-17th century, bequest of William Arnold Buffum.

“Jewels, Gems and Treasures: Ancient to Modern,” curated by Yvonne Markowitz of the Museum of Fine Arts, is a study in the appreciation and significance of various jewels and precious pieces over time. Spanning centuries and six continents, the show features studio jewelry, diamonds once belonging to film legend Joan Crawford and a suite owned by Mary Todd Lincoln, as well as 17th−century south German rosaries and a Nubian crystal pendant dating back to 712 B.C. The exhibit calls into question the multiple functions of jewelry, and it displays pieces that range from the protective to the decorative.

Continue reading “Gallery review: MFA jewelry exhibit brings sparkle, like Beyonce. Or…Jordin Sparks.”

First (print!) article of the semester! Interview with Provost David Harris

New university provost David Harris brings experience, fresh ideas to the Hill

By Brionna Jimerson

Published: Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Updated: Wednesday, September 12, 2012 09:09

Provost David Harris sat down with the Daily to discuss his history at Cornell and his future at Tufts.

As a sociologist, dean, Obama administration advisor and the interim head of Cornell University’s Africana Studies and Research Center, new Provost and Senior Vice President David Harris has a past steeped in administrative experience that he says will inform and benefit the work ahead of him at Tufts.

Harris’ appointment, the result of extensive and prolonged efforts of a Tufts search committee, follows former Provost JamshedBharucha’s departure in March 2011 and the temporary appointment of interim Vice Provost Peggy Newell soon after.

It is one of several major administrative changes Tufts has made in the last few years including the arrival of University President Anthony Monaco in 2011.

The university provost is the chief academic officer at Tufts.

In this position, Harris will represent the academic side of the university in all meetings at the senior level.

The university’s deans report to the provost, as do the vice provost and associate provost.

Harris’ responsibilities include overseeing the organizational structure of the Tufts curriculum and the overall academic growth of the university – areas to which he hopes to bring an interdisciplinary approach.

“I’m heavily involved in interdisciplinary [education] not because it’s the cool thing to do, but because it’s required to answer critical questions you want to answer,” he said.

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Updates!

Alright, last year. Let’s go.

Updates: School has begun *cue the Scream 2-esque freakouts and fear*, I’m still a News editor, but my primary focus is execing New Media. So far, so good! Once I get into my academic groove I’ll be able to focus intensely on NM, and The Daily.

Check out JumboSlice, the blog for The Tufts Daily! We’re doing big things over there! Latest post:

This weekend in Davis Square

by BRIONNA JIMERSON on SEPTEMBER 7, 2012

This weekend, don’t let your fun begin and end at Fall Ball! Take time to explore the newest arrivals in Davis Square, while you still have time to spare! Whether it’s for a study break or a full-blown adventure, get to know Davis on a more intimate level, and you’ll find the Square has much more to offer besides the T station and CVS.

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iYo Cafe

The latest in self-serve yogurt, the locally-owned iYo Cafe’ is a double hitter, serving yogurt AND espresso that some Tufts students can only describe as “addictive in the most beautiful way.” The establishment has been open for just over a month, but already has built up significant foot traffic in the Somerville community. Clyde Swarsden, a Somerville native and high school student, said he ventures into Davis at least twice a week for “a two-fer: brain freeze and caffeine fix!” 234 Elm Street, 617-688-2407

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The Painted Burro Mexican Restaurant and Tequila Bar

Amidst the microbrewery craft beers and seemingly endless stream of creative tapas and small plates in Davis, The Painted Burro is a welcome change from the usual Tex-Mex style fare. Yes, they serve empanadas. Yes, the on-tap margaritas already have a cult-like following of Somerville and Cambridge folks who head to The Painted Burro after 5 pm, like clockwork. But The Painted Burro’s  Mexican beer and tequila selection is sure to convert even the most staunch Jose Cuervo devotee! The restaurant features an ever-evolving menu of Latin American options that transcend the expected mainstays, and includes inventive flavors like  the “pork ‘conchinta’, a pork and spicy citrus achiote served with pineapple and serrano salsa. Check out The Painted Burro for brunch or dinner! Open for brunch from 11am- 2pm, open daily from 5pm-1am. 219 Elm Street, for reservations call 617-776-0005

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Amsterdam Falafelshop

Finally! A grab-and-go restaurant to give Anna’s Taqueria a run for its money! Amsterdam arrived in Davis over the summer, and since has been making the rounds with the lunch crowd, and those seeking nourishment (a la Moe’s) just before the bars close. For just under $7.00, you can be the proud (though temporary!) owner of a falafel pita that’s bursting forth with your choice of fresh veggies, hummus, and tender falafel balls. Not to mention they serve traditional Belgian style ‘frites’ (french fries) with delectable sauces like curry ketchup and garlic cream. Why are you still reading this? Go NOW! 248 Elm Street., 617-764-3334

 

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Punjabi Grill

Punjabi is one of the newest arrivals to Davis, having only a couple of weeks under its belt. But this Pakistani and Indian cuisine restaurant’s spectacular lunch buffet is bound to make Punjabi a mainstay in Davis. The Bihari chicken was a big hit for Somerville resident and Punjabi enthusiast Rusty Gershwin, who “has carved out a small monthly budget for Punjabi, it’s just that good!”  Punjabi’s Pakistani selection is perhaps the best in Boston, to date. With dishes served up in both Indian and Pakistani culinary style, you’ll be hard pressed to find a flavor that’s not at once challenging and delicious. 236 Elm Street, 617-718-1599

The Davis Flea, Sundays, 10am-4pm

Davis Flea

No matter your class year, the Davis Flea may be a new sight for you, and it’s definitely one worth seeing! A weekly market that began in earnest this summer, The Davis Flea features vendors from the area, selling their wares both old and new, at remarkably low prices. Being hip has never been this easy! Buy some vintage-inspired jewelry, antique flatware (there’s a stall for those), fresh produce, or just peruse the vendors’ wares for whatever catches your eye. 52 Holland Street

Photos by Jodi Bosin / The Tufts Daily

We’re gonna have a good day.

This exchange happened a couple of days ago. I can still feel the dull, throbbing burn. 

My boss, to me: “Brionna, send me your story ideas for Basic Black?”

Me: scours emails I sent to myself, my Google Docs, notebooks for story ideas from earlier in the summer

Her (one minute later): “Did you send them yet?”

Me: suddenly aware: “…You mean the daily story roundup?”

Her: “Yes.” sweet smile

Me: “…”

   

Struggles, man. But I adore this job. And my  boss. Just to be clear.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch…

I was ELATED to hear about Elizabeth leaving her EiC position at The Observer to focus on her own endeavors and a startup! Her new endeavor sounds like a worthy undertaking! Under her watch I can tell The Observer has grown by leaps and bounds. She’s truly a self-made woman, a powerhouse, and a credit to 5’6″ and under girls everywhere.

Now Aaron Gell is at the helm (interim EiC). The kiddies better buckle up. Magic is happening.

Hyperbolic? Yes. But I’m just so darn excited! Aaron is a great editor and he supports his writers, and will fight on their behalf.

I feel like a proud ex-intern momma! I’m probably more like that stepchild that nobody talks about, who gets put in the “karma room” when company comes over.

NYO means a lot to me, and I’m a better writer and person (corny but absolutely true) having worked there.

Changes at The New York Observer

The Observer Media Group announced today that editor-in-chief and editorial director Elizabeth Spiers is leaving her post at the end of August to launch a new company.

“I’m incredibly proud of what we’ve built to date and will miss the fun of putting out The Observer every week and doing the kind of smart, witty stories we do,” said Spiers. “But I’m also leaving it in excellent hands and look forward to enjoying it as a reader with no red pen in my hand.”

Executive Editor Aaron Gell has been appointed The Observer’s new editor-in-chief, overseeing the weekly paper, Observer.com, and the websites Betabeat, Politicker, GalleristNY and VelvetRoper.

“Elizabeth has been a phenomenal editor and manager,” said Jared Kushner, principal owner of Observer Media Group. “Not only did she bring on a wonderful team, she redesigned the paper and websites, launched a slew of new verticals and web properties, and invigorated the newsroom, all while more than doubling web traffic. I’m grateful for her efforts, and I look forward to seeing what she does next.”

“I’m thrilled to run The Observer,” said Mr. Gell. “It’s the best job in media, and I couldn’t ask for a better team of reporters,” he said. “Spiers is a genius. I don’t doubt her startup will be a huge success.”

Ms. Spiers is not going far. In September, she will take on a part-time consultant role on the business side, focusing her efforts on the development of a creative services team for Observer Media Group.

Changes at <em>The New York Observer</em>

Let’s go to the movies! …too soon? Reflections on the cinema in the wake of Aurora, CO killings

FIRST: As we criticize, analyze, and politicize the happenings in Aurora, Colorado a few days back, let’s not forget to PRAY for the victims, both living and deceased, their families, and for changes in the systems of power that spend so much time policing the Hakeem’s and Juan’s of the world that they let the James Holmes- types slip through the cracks.

This weekend was full of cinematic adventure for me (why yes, I did binge on Bette Davis films, thankyouforasking), complete with two trips to the picture show to see The Dark Knight Rises and The Amazing Spiderman, respectively. These jaunts to the talkies that would normally cheer me up, or relieve me of  deadline-induced stress, were not without internal panic and self-awareness in the wake of the ubiquitous Aurora, CO theater shooting that occurred early this weekend.

I have always enjoyed the movies, and considered the movie theater a safe space for release, escape, and mindless air-puffed entertainment (ohai, Little Man). However, watching two action-heavy, violence-saturated films just days after the shooting compounded the significance of the shooting with respect to the amounts of violence we consume on a daily basis.

On Saturday, I saw The Dark Knight Rises with a friend and her sister. I admit, before I went to the theater, I called ahead to ask if the staff beefed up its (practically non-existent) security, in light of the pervasive knowledge of ‘the shooting’. I was met with an exasperated employee on the other line, sighing, “No, we’re fine,” into the phone receiver. I imagine she had fielded several calls like mine that evening, and perhaps also on Friday night. The theater we visited doubles as a live events venue, complete with a large stage at the base of the screen.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cue my nervousness.

When I wasn’t focusing on the film (which I found disappointing in its plot, execution, and acting–save Anne Hathaway, she can do no wrong), I monitored the exits of the auditorium for folks moving in and out of the space, and scanned the stage with my eyes several times for any sudden motion. After two and a half hours, the film ended, and I bolted for the door. The unpredictability of shootings coupled with public concern about copycat assailants made me fearful for my safety, even in a crowded theater of 600 people. That bothered my soul.

Bane and Batman practicing for The Tango Maureen. The scene didn’t make it into the final cut. Photo courtesy of MTV.com

On Monday night, I ventured into downtown Boston for dinner and a movie with some friends. The dinner: Bertuccis, the movie: The Amazing Spiderman. The film was incredibly imaginative, and a real treat, but the shooting scenes made the lot of us tense up, and look nervously around the theater, straining our ears for the sound of actual bullet shots. When several people left the theater suddenly through the emergency exit, we all turned to one another in our 3D glasses, each of us wearing a similarly distressed look on our faces. Watching the scenes involving gun use brought a fresh anxiety, a nervousness I never knew while playing Grand Theft Auto or while watching bullet-riddled action movies.  I felt incredible discomfort while watching Spiderman, the sort of discomfort that accompanies knowing better. I was aware that in my absorption in the plot, I probably would not notice anyone shifting in their seats, preparing to harm another individual, as I am sure the victims in Colorado were not expecting their film showing to end early, and with several reported deaths and dozens of injuries.

Emma Stone and Andrew Garfield in The Amazing Spiderman, aka “Angst and Awkward: Part Two”, photo courtesy of The Guardian

In short, it felt as thought I was listening to an ignorant co-worker or family member make wildly inappropriate jokes after an intense sensitivity or diversity awareness training session. A sort of, “Really? Is nobody gonna mention this? Are we just gonna ignore what’s wrong with this in light of reality?” feeling. In a word: icky

For the record: Spiderman was about seven times better than TDKR, in my opinion. The former was much more imaginative, and enjoyable. Besides Eduardo Saverin Andrew Garfield is adorkable. Oh God I just typed that word.

Reflections on a weekend of film, in light of Colorado shooting

It’s disgusting to read that the Colorado “thing” is done–it’s a story Americans are familiar with, with an almost predictable “plot”–we cry, we mourn, we talk, we talk in circles, we plan, we don’t commit, we move on with the news cycle.

But these are lives, not a story du jour. Can we put this in perspective, compared to the rest of the world?

Before I begin to blog online thoughts that are better suited for my Moleskin, how about some back-tracking:

1. Friday morning, at work I took a break to peruse the morning news, and found the New York Times website cover story about the Aurora, CO theatre shooting. Needless to say, I didn’t get much done that morning. Between working on an assigned project and trying to stay caffinated, I searched around for more information on the story. I don’t have a reference to compare it to, except perhaps when I learned Osama bin Laden had been captured.I imagine I was enthralled in the same way adults were during 9/11–constant CNN, news updates, conflicting reports, confusion, big-picture analyzing, all the while asking, “why?”

2. Then the reports started coming in. The Reddit articles, then Gawker. NYT updated its article about a dozen times to include new updates, developments, witnesses, stories, corrections. The list of contributing writers and sources athe end of the piece seemed to expand with each passing hour.

The comments, the statements from the studios, the actors, cancellation. Political reports and statements, Tweets, more details. Then Hughe’s life was spilled out in binary, and w were all left to judge.

Background, photos, video. Social media pipped up loud and clear, and it became obvious within the first few hours of the incident that news outlets were scrambling for “fresh” angles on an all-to fresh reality.

How do we conceptualize this massacre (with no disrespect to the victims, their families, and the countless lives that will never be the same) and its intense coverage, compared to the now run-of-the-mill, expected “overseas” murders, deaths, disasters, massacres that usually litter the front page below the fold of newspapers? ARe we numb? At this point, how far will dialogue go before it becomes politicized, polarize, and moot?

As a young journalist, watching the flow of information surrounding the massacre was at once frightening and inspiring. Nothing seemed off limits, nothing was beyond the grasp of a scrappy reporter or well-sourced blogger. So many facets and dimensions, but will this burn bright and hot, then fizzle? anoter case-study? Are we too busy policing the “Hakeems” of the world that we let he “Josh Hughes” of the world slip by, unnoticed, and unchecked? The media circus is gathering its wagons, I’m on the outside looking in at a system I aspire to change and correct, and it’s kind of the best thing ever.

An important question: how do we create victims?

Some men just want to watch the world burn.

I’m currently at work, and with my responsibilities here I can’t fully process this morning’s events, but I’m posting this photo as a place-holder. So much to decipher, as I watch traditional and alternative media, citizen journalism, and story-telling in action. More later. For now, let’s critique, put it in perspective, and critically analyze what’s happening. Too soon? I don’t think so. As soon as we cast an image, we create a reflection.
Colorado Aroura Shooting Ribbon

Courtesy of 92.5 The Wolf’s Facebook photo

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