It’s a strange time we’re living in, isn’t it? A time where truth has been reduced to a product, something you shop for. People aren’t interested in facts—they want their version of the facts. And if the news doesn’t fit neatly into the narrow box of their agendas, their personal beliefs, or their comfort zone, it’s immediately dismissed. Fake news. Blog news. Or worse—offensive. Let me put it bluntly: if you’re offended by reality, maybe the problem isn’t the news, but how you’re processing it.
We’re not here to coddle the “snowflakes” of the world. We’re not here to make you feel better about how you view life, politics, or society. We’re here to report the truth, to bring you the facts, whether you like them or not. This idea that news outlets should pander to their audience’s egos is the reason we’re in such a divided mess today. You’re not reading news anymore—you’re reading an echo chamber of your own ideas.
Let’s be real—if you only seek out news that aligns perfectly with your own worldview, that’s not journalism, that’s therapy. And if reading an article challenges you to the point of emotional distress, maybe it’s time to talk to an actual therapist, not your news source. Because news isn’t supposed to make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. News is supposed to inform you, to tell you what’s going on out there in the real world. The world that, by the way, doesn’t revolve around your opinions or mine.
There’s a reason we’re in this business, and it’s not to win a popularity contest. Our job is to tell the story as it is. It’s up to you to decide what to do with that information. But don’t for a second think we’re going to start tailoring the truth to fit your mood. We report on facts, on events, on reality—not on how it makes you feel.
So here’s my message to those of you who are tired of hearing anything that doesn’t confirm your biases: go ahead and label us fake news, blog news, whatever. We don’t care. The truth doesn’t bend to your feelings, and neither will we.
(P.S. If this offends you, well… you know where the door is.)
