When I was younger, I would watch the Today Show every morning
before school started—elementary school, that is. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve
been a huge fan of the show. Matt Lauer was probably one of first crushes
besides Brian, the boy who sat next to me in my kindergarten class. But Matt
Lauer's dashing looks and Al Roker’s witty banter weren’t the only reasons I
enjoyed watching the show. Even though I was a kid and couldn’t exactly understand
the stories I was hearing, I genuinely enjoyed watching the news. If I can
remember correctly, it just felt really awesome following the news like a
grown-up. I had no grasp on politics, or the economy, or even why there were so
many bad people out there, but knowing what was going on in the world made my
little 3rd-grade self feel pretty spectacular. The first big stories
I remember ever “following” were the Elian Gonzalez case, 9/11, and the
Elizabeth Smart kidnapping. So, I guess that’s where it all started.
Up through high school, I religiously watched the news
before school every morning. As school began starting earlier and earlier, I
would see less of the Today Show, and more of my town’s local news program (Lee
Nelson and Sharon Rose, my favorite local news anchors, FTW). When I came to
UNH, I stopped watching the news every morning; it was probably because I had
no reason to be getting up that early being the sleep-deprived college student
that I am. I did develop a habit of checking CNN.com every day, though. It
caught a lot of my friends off-guard. They would look over at me on my laptop
and ask, “Kate… are you reading the news?” Hell yes, I am. I guess what it
comes down to is that I really like being informed, or at least trying to be.
Let’s face it: in my everyday life, I’m discombobulated, I’m unaware of my
general surroundings, I can’t manage to wake up on time, I easily lose my
belongings, and I’m basically a mess. If I can manage to know what’s going on
in the world, then at least there is some sort of stability and organization in
my life.
I don’t really know why my friends were so surprised that I
surfed CNN for fun, but I feel like it might be because people my age or
younger don’t really pay attention to the news anymore. I think that there are
a couple reasons for that. For one, I think we’ve become desensitized in a way
to the things that are happening around us. A lot of the time, the news is
depressing: murders, recessions, career-ruining scandals, riots, injustices,
etc. I honestly believe that once you start hearing stories like these over and
over again, you stop listening because you realize that these stories are going
to keep happening. To get people to start listening, we have to hear these
stories in a way we’ve never heard them before, from a new perspective or
angle. I think if news stories catered more towards the audience of young
adults, they’d be more likely to pay attention. I think this also relates to
the idea that people my age don’t pay as much attention is because we’re under
the impression that we don’t relate to these stories. It’s possible that a lot
of people think that if a story doesn’t affect us directly, or it doesn’t
involve our interests, then there’s little point in reading it. I’m not saying
this is true for everyone, but it definitely could account for my generation’s
decline in interest.
What does this mean for the future of journalism? I think it
could mean a couple things. I feel like my generation of journalists is less
likely to go down the road of writing for a general paper, and is more likely
to write stories for specialized blogs or magazine. There’s a wide range of
online publications that cover any specific topic, and it’s become so easy to
find a place where you can write about exactly what matters to you. I absolutely
believe that there are those who will stick with reporting the news in general,
but I think a lot of us are going to end up finding our niches and writing on
those.
Personally, my relationship with the news is going pretty
strong; it’s been a long time since we first met, but it always finds ways to
excite me. I guess you could call it love.