Who knew catharsis by Instagram was a thing?
Who knew this picture – of any of the millions on the photo-sharing platform – could both accurately take the temperature of the current situation and explain the immense value of journalism, at a time like this?
It’s clear to me what the cartoon implies, but the journalist in me has questions. How was that house set ablaze?
What if, it turns out, it was struck by lightning?
Are you telling me that as you watched your neighbours house burn, you drew a cartoon mocking them? Why would you do that instead of a grabbing a hose and then drawing a picture of you helping your neighbour? Even if you stayed home – out of an abundance of caution – you didn’t, at least call 911?
If you called 911, why would you be so inhumane?
This is why we have run on toilet paper. This is also why we need journalism.
That’s why out of an abundance of caution is dangerous.
Out of an abundance of caution I’m packing a gun to go get groceries?!
This is ludacris.
It’s time we move from panic because it’s easy and move to thoughtful reactions that leaving you feeling like you should be offering a roll of TP to your friend because you know wiping your ass with paper towel is a recipe for burning your asshole.
That’s the type of journalism I want to publish at SciFare.com and I hope every newsroom in the world feels the same. Take a breath – thanks for that Stephanie Ruhle.
We’re in a pandemic. Save your self righteousness.