sorry, no eloquence at this hour
Jul. 15th, 2005 02:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theladyroseReading about punishment for the last forty five minutes was a lot less depressing than I expected it to be, but I'm about to give up on reading the 13 pages left in the chapter tonight as my mental processes progressively resemble those of what I'd imagine to be a zombie.
I wonder when I will stop being suspicious of people whom I don't know well when they ask me about anything somewhat personal. It is highly doubtful that my journalism instructor has any alterior motives, but I doubt that I will overcome my cynicism about journalism so soon. That doesn't mean to say that I consider my instructor to be a terrible human being, but even the best journalists seem to be excessively preoccupied with furthering their own careers rather than trying to impart news to the public.
I guess I'm a cynical optimist then?
I wonder when I will stop being suspicious of people whom I don't know well when they ask me about anything somewhat personal. It is highly doubtful that my journalism instructor has any alterior motives, but I doubt that I will overcome my cynicism about journalism so soon. That doesn't mean to say that I consider my instructor to be a terrible human being, but even the best journalists seem to be excessively preoccupied with furthering their own careers rather than trying to impart news to the public.
I guess I'm a cynical optimist then?
