I am probably not alone when I admit I feel a little yucky as a journalism practitioner right about now. Remember when election nights were fun? (Heck, remember when election nights were just one night?) The news leading up to elections had an air of excitement, of possibility, of change.
Now, it just feels dreary.
Polls dominate the news.
Polls aren’t to be trusted.
Election deniers are a threat to democracy.
There’s no real threat to democracy — we are being too dramatic.
There’s actually a serious threat to democracy — and journalists aren’t doing enough.
It feels like the only thing we can really agree about as a country is that we all need a nap. And when we, as a nation, don’t want to get out of bed, that’s a clear sign that we’re depressed. Coming out of a global pandemic, fighting among our loved ones over politics, battling the realities of inflation just to have the basics to live — it’s enough to wish someone would set our clocks back and just magically grant us one more sweet hour of dreamtime. Hmm.
But you know me. I’m a broken record about hope and gratitude, about privilege and humility. So this week, I’ll just tell you that I recently got to go to Howard University in Washington, D.C., where I watched a student I’ve been working with remotely deliver a workshop on internet falsehoods. In real life! I’ve known Kobe McCloud virtually for the better part of 2022, but this is the first time I ever got to shake his hand hug him and watch him work.
McCloud is one of Poynter’s MediaWise Campus Correspondents, who, along with seven teammates, have given more than 100 college classroom presentations this year, impacting thousands of students. Their work is making a difference for students like those at Howard, who responded enthusiastically with questions and comments about their own experiences with mis- and disinformation online. The entire experience of being at the nation’s preeminent HBCU, meeting Kobe IRL and even carving out a little alone time later that day to wander around the monuments on the National Mall all served to remind me that it’s critically important to do little things we love in the service to democracy and education.