(For this month’s Slice of Life Challenge with Two Writing Teachers, I am aiming to do Six Word Slices most days, with some extended slices on other days.)
Context: I’ve visited Washington DC any number of times and each time, I think: Next time, I am going to visit the Newseum, the museum (not part of the Smithsonian) that centers on the news media. As a former journalist and always a news junkie, it would seem like a given. But until yesterday, I never had the opportunity, and boy, am I glad I took the opportunity to get in a visit. The exhibits in the Newseum remind you of the power of the freedom of the press — through all its many rocky terrains — as a bedrock of our country, no matter what our president seems to think and to say about it. The exhibits showed the power of story, in all of its forms — photos, writing, design, video, etc. I nearly cried in the 9/11 room. I was quiet in the Pulitzer Prize Photo exhibit. I gazed in wonder at the headlines of newspapers for the day from all corners of the world on display. And I laughed in the Late Night Talk Show room. The history of the news is as search for some semblance of truth to guide us all. We all know, too, that this is a work in progress.
Peace (and stories),