I’m not a parent. I’ve helped raise my niece from infancy to four years of age, but I’m not yet a mother. (I know there’s really no comparison, but I feel the need to give myself a tiny bit of credit before I go off on this particular tangent.)
Today there were shots fired at the Kansas City Zoo. No one was hit or hurt, it’ll inevitably spark more discussion about how accessible guns should be, and whether or not restrictions should be intensified.
So last night I was kind of half-working, half-watching the local news, when a headline about space ripples was announced and I perked up.
The Human Rights Campaign Documentary, What Are Human Rights, included a narration describing the origins of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights (UDHR):
“Human rights were born. The idea spread quickly, to Greece, to India, and eventually, to Rome. They noticed that people naturally followed certain laws, even if they weren’t told to. They called this ‘natural law’…”
Watch the video: Human Rights Defined.
Retail stores, right?
Nothing makes me want to go Patrick Bateman on someone more than a retail clothing store.
I can barely make it through the door before an associate (usually on a lethal dose of Adderall) rushes over to greet me.
Learn all about Kansas City’s awesome adult community education program here!
This week, I watched a film called Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee because I hadn’t seen it in a while, and it’s actually relevant again. This may seem like an odd film to watch for a war reporting course, but I think it is necessary to remember how “news coverage” in this country began. (Today, you and I would refer to it as “propaganda.”) I find it only appropriate and a tad ironic to address this topic as our nation’s “birthday” approaches.
Many journalists have written stories that have made people cry. An article may inspire its reader to share it with others. A piece may even perk enough interest to motivate its reader to conduct further research on its subject matter. But every once in a while, a story comes along that demands a collective reaction. It enrages its readers, forcing them to crumple the story up in their sweaty, balled-up fists and do something. That’s what journalism should do, and in the case of the Civil Rights Movement, that’s what it did.
Before Watching Again…
Even though the movie Blood Diamond contains fictional characters, the film is based on true events.
Back in the late ‘90s, about 15% of the world’s diamond production came from conflict regions. This movie pretty much goes into why that’s unethical.