Being a journalist is, for better or worse, creating a file cabinet of the world.
After two and a half years of local journalism, I have cataloged quite a number of things, the details of which slide in and out of my brain, and appear at random moments like book titles I once shelved on the Judaica/cooking island of the Strand.
Although our job is ostensibly telling stories about the world, I often found myself often cataloging rather than chronicling -- which implies some kind of interpretation, or an attempt to detail a thing that should be seen.
We are the librarians that take on the task of ordering things, but not necessarily making sense of them.
After two and a half years of local journalism, I have cataloged quite a number of things, the details of which slide in and out of my brain, and appear at random moments like book titles I once shelved on the Judaica/cooking island of the Strand.
Although our job is ostensibly telling stories about the world, I often found myself often cataloging rather than chronicling -- which implies some kind of interpretation, or an attempt to detail a thing that should be seen.
We are the librarians that take on the task of ordering things, but not necessarily making sense of them.
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