As incredible as it seems, there are things I miss about the 80s. This video says more than I ever could.
My world is far from flat. It doesn’t end at the outskirts of my city, the boundary of my province, or borders of my country. Extending beyond time zones, continents, and hemispheres my world is round. Layer upon layer, it breaks my heart, feeds my soul, and humbles me. A place crowded with faith, hope, and circumstance; my world is a never ending story.
I grew up believing the six o’clock news. Reporters had integrity, conviction, and purpose. The news was a sacred place, free from the constraints of politics or religion. I thought they were untouchable, above all, I believed they held no bias.
We live in a time where news is dependent on what you want to hear.
Take Hurricane Sandy. Americans lost lives and property; New Jersey and New York took a beating. Millions without power, gas shortages, property damage. Nasty business received with giddy anticipation by media hungry for a “story” to rival Katrina. CNN and Fox aired relentless hours filled with reporters “on the ground”. We watched waves roll in on every beach along the Eastern seaboard. Computer models, predictions, dire warnings – nothing like a good storm before an election.
Sandy was a terrible storm, many Americans suffered, in no way am I making light of that fact. My point is a lack of reporting the full story. I ponder how many people are even aware of the full scope of Sandy’s wrath. How many know that 15,000 homes were destroyed in Cuba? That 30% of their coffee and tomato crops, up to 90% of banana were wiped out. How about the Bahamas? They estimate damage of 300 million. Sandy took 52 lives in Haiti.
Cuba and Haiti may not be on the “all inclusive” or cruise ship vacation list of Americans. They certainly weren’t part of an election story, nor of consequence compared to a possibly flooded stock exchange. My dismay comes from lack of regard; dare I say – complete dismissal of their plight. Media wrote the story of Sandy, omitting pages and chapters as they saw fit.
I ponder if the world will ever be round.
Cuban homes inundated by floods in the wake of Hurricane Sandy