No! I don't think federal government should fund public-affairs journalism. I think it would change how liberated the media delivers news. Theres a difference between how this country runs, and how it delivers the news. And, I think the reason the media does whatever it does is because it doesnt take government funding therefore there is not an obligation to cover anything up or make anyone look good. Taking money, I think would compromise the truth journalist pride themselves on.
I understand that because the journalism field is changing, it requires more skill to land a job. Being a good writer does not cut it anymore. Journalist now have to be savvy in many other media fields because employers are looking for people who can do multiple things. And, because of this economy, there are fewer and fewer jobs out there, leading to competition, and fewer jobs. With federal government stepping in, and helping, this would provide more resources and more jobs for journalists, and because of this, I think people think this is a good idea. But do we really want to resort to the government telling us what to report?
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Clean hands, clean hearts.
I've always been used to my nice hometown. Im used to my parents always being there for me, Im used to a small city where I am protected.
Today, it was different.
As I moved out of my house, to the city.. way larger than my home, and taking the Freeway being a normal thing here, I knew I was going to have to grow up sooner or later. I knew I was not going to have anyone hold my hand through every mistake I made in life...sometimes, I would have to deal with things on my own..like a big girl.
Today, I did just that.
I joined the PR club on campus, and in the middle of trying to get an event planned, I went downtown for some info. It being traffic hour on the roads, I decided to take the freeway. My ride through the Freeway was a smooth sail. But, as I was getting off on the exit near my apartment, I slammed into the car in front of me. Instantly, I knew I was to blame. Instantly, I get out of the car and checked my car, my beautiful car, the hood was a little dented up, and the front bumper was cracked in with a very noticeable hole. The cops were called, we did not file a report and we exchanged information.
Funny thing, the lady I crashed into has the exact birthday as me. I've never met anyone with my birth date. Another funny thing, shes a teacher and Im a student. She lives 3 minutes from the crash site, and so do I.
So, as I was holding it together, being the "adult" that I should be, and exchanging info, calling insurance companies, all I really wanted was my MOMMY. and my DADDY..
So, as Mr. nice Highway Patrol man leaves, the lady I crashed into and I got to work on fixing things.
And, finally , we are done.
So I say, " thank you for everything, I am so sorry this happened."
Really. truly, I felt like the most irresponsible typical college student on earth.
Her response was, "No problem, our insurances are going to fix this"
And, I quickly nodded and said, " yes, they are, but I truly am sorry"
Her response startled me, she said, " be careful next time. You're young, you're in school and you have things going for you in your life, you don't want to have an accident."
I smiled, and quickly got into my car.
I lost it. My three minute drive home seemed like a 3 hour drive home. It consisted of crying, and praying. I am so stressed with school and everything going on, that I forget to breath sometimes.
and I kept saying to myself , " suck it up Lisa, this is your fault."
And I complain how I'm so busy but I'm ok. Im lucky to have has such an understanding lady. I am lucky to have a nice roommate who offered me water and I was crying.
I could have hurt someone innocent, I could have hurt myself... I've never thought about the damages I could cause because of something so unexpected.
Today, I was forced to grow up and see things differently.
I was having such a good day too!
This is an eye-opener, and I thank God we are ok and that no one was hurt in any way.
But, I am still having a good day. I am still good, I am alive and I am well.
I am really blessed.
Today, it was different.
As I moved out of my house, to the city.. way larger than my home, and taking the Freeway being a normal thing here, I knew I was going to have to grow up sooner or later. I knew I was not going to have anyone hold my hand through every mistake I made in life...sometimes, I would have to deal with things on my own..like a big girl.
Today, I did just that.
I joined the PR club on campus, and in the middle of trying to get an event planned, I went downtown for some info. It being traffic hour on the roads, I decided to take the freeway. My ride through the Freeway was a smooth sail. But, as I was getting off on the exit near my apartment, I slammed into the car in front of me. Instantly, I knew I was to blame. Instantly, I get out of the car and checked my car, my beautiful car, the hood was a little dented up, and the front bumper was cracked in with a very noticeable hole. The cops were called, we did not file a report and we exchanged information.
Funny thing, the lady I crashed into has the exact birthday as me. I've never met anyone with my birth date. Another funny thing, shes a teacher and Im a student. She lives 3 minutes from the crash site, and so do I.
So, as I was holding it together, being the "adult" that I should be, and exchanging info, calling insurance companies, all I really wanted was my MOMMY. and my DADDY..
So, as Mr. nice Highway Patrol man leaves, the lady I crashed into and I got to work on fixing things.
And, finally , we are done.
So I say, " thank you for everything, I am so sorry this happened."
Really. truly, I felt like the most irresponsible typical college student on earth.
Her response was, "No problem, our insurances are going to fix this"
And, I quickly nodded and said, " yes, they are, but I truly am sorry"
Her response startled me, she said, " be careful next time. You're young, you're in school and you have things going for you in your life, you don't want to have an accident."
I smiled, and quickly got into my car.
I lost it. My three minute drive home seemed like a 3 hour drive home. It consisted of crying, and praying. I am so stressed with school and everything going on, that I forget to breath sometimes.
and I kept saying to myself , " suck it up Lisa, this is your fault."
And I complain how I'm so busy but I'm ok. Im lucky to have has such an understanding lady. I am lucky to have a nice roommate who offered me water and I was crying.
I could have hurt someone innocent, I could have hurt myself... I've never thought about the damages I could cause because of something so unexpected.
Today, I was forced to grow up and see things differently.
I was having such a good day too!
This is an eye-opener, and I thank God we are ok and that no one was hurt in any way.
But, I am still having a good day. I am still good, I am alive and I am well.
I am really blessed.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Passion.Banner.
Passion? Yeah, I have that.
I’m really tired of telling everyone I talk to that I really love music. I mean, it’s a little old now. I think anyone that knows anything about me knows that I love music.
A lot.
But, heres the reason why.
I guess I blame it on good genes.
I blame it on my parents who I like to call: FREE SPIRITED LIBERAL HIPPIES
My dad. A genius when it comes to music. He’s my encyclopedia of Rock and Roll.
When I was a little girl, around 5 or 6 I remember waking up every Sunday to my dad playing The Beatles, Jimi Hendrix, The Rolling Stones, Nirvana, Fleetwood Mac, Jefferson Airplane and so much more. I remember my eyes shutting and me forcing them open so I could stay awake and listen to the end of the song. I remember being too young that I didn’t understand what any or the words meant, but I knew that surly I was getting these overwhelming feelings for a reason. And Finally, my eyes would close and I would have to be patient until the following Sunday.
My dad would call me into the room and go, “ listen to this. It’s great.” and I would sit still and listen to the timbre in the voice, and the riffs of the guitar and I would smile, and say... ‘yeah, it’s good.’ My day would be made.
As I got older, around 8 or 9, I would sneak into my moms old vinyl collection and would wish for a record player. Finally, we got one, and I could not stop playing EVERYTHING! I just couldn’t function without music around all the time. And cassettes, Oh! I loved cassettes, rewinding, fast forwarding, stopping, and flipping the side over. I though that surly there would never be anything better than a cassette but I was wrong and CD’s came out at just the right time. It was the time that I was discovering my own taste in music, I loved Pop( of course, who wouldn’t love Britney Spears?) And I loved Rock, oh how every emotion that was needed was in any great rock song.
And then, in 2004 I fell in love with a band by the name of Taking Back Sunday and I read their mundane reviews and I thought ‘ someone has to hear the greatness, someone needs to tell people how amazingly life changing this band is.’ and I realized that person could be ME. And I don’t care if anyone tells me I cant make it in the music industry... frankly, I’m not trying to make it in the music industry. I just want to listen to music all day while I write, and somewhere, if I can teach someone.. something...anything... about music, then it will all be worth it. Because I truly can’t see myself being happy at anything else.
So, if anyone cares, heres a few bands I listen to:
Taking Back Sunday.
Cassino.
Brand New.
From First to Last.
Dear& the Headlights.
Hole.
Jenny Owen Youngs.
Cold War Kids.
Other Lives.
Straylight Run.
Vanna.
Rilo Kiley.
Pierce the Veil.
Stars.
White Lies.
MGMT.
Howling Bells.
The Distillers.
Rancid.
I’m really tired of telling everyone I talk to that I really love music. I mean, it’s a little old now. I think anyone that knows anything about me knows that I love music.
A lot.
But, heres the reason why.
I guess I blame it on good genes.
I blame it on my parents who I like to call: FREE SPIRITED LIBERAL HIPPIES
My dad. A genius when it comes to music. He’s my encyclopedia of Rock and Roll.
When I was a little girl, around 5 or 6 I remember waking up every Sunday to my dad playing The Beatles, Jimi Hendrix, The Rolling Stones, Nirvana, Fleetwood Mac, Jefferson Airplane and so much more. I remember my eyes shutting and me forcing them open so I could stay awake and listen to the end of the song. I remember being too young that I didn’t understand what any or the words meant, but I knew that surly I was getting these overwhelming feelings for a reason. And Finally, my eyes would close and I would have to be patient until the following Sunday.
My dad would call me into the room and go, “ listen to this. It’s great.” and I would sit still and listen to the timbre in the voice, and the riffs of the guitar and I would smile, and say... ‘yeah, it’s good.’ My day would be made.
As I got older, around 8 or 9, I would sneak into my moms old vinyl collection and would wish for a record player. Finally, we got one, and I could not stop playing EVERYTHING! I just couldn’t function without music around all the time. And cassettes, Oh! I loved cassettes, rewinding, fast forwarding, stopping, and flipping the side over. I though that surly there would never be anything better than a cassette but I was wrong and CD’s came out at just the right time. It was the time that I was discovering my own taste in music, I loved Pop( of course, who wouldn’t love Britney Spears?) And I loved Rock, oh how every emotion that was needed was in any great rock song.
And then, in 2004 I fell in love with a band by the name of Taking Back Sunday and I read their mundane reviews and I thought ‘ someone has to hear the greatness, someone needs to tell people how amazingly life changing this band is.’ and I realized that person could be ME. And I don’t care if anyone tells me I cant make it in the music industry... frankly, I’m not trying to make it in the music industry. I just want to listen to music all day while I write, and somewhere, if I can teach someone.. something...anything... about music, then it will all be worth it. Because I truly can’t see myself being happy at anything else.
So, if anyone cares, heres a few bands I listen to:
Taking Back Sunday.
Cassino.
Brand New.
From First to Last.
Dear& the Headlights.
Hole.
Jenny Owen Youngs.
Cold War Kids.
Other Lives.
Straylight Run.
Vanna.
Rilo Kiley.
Pierce the Veil.
Stars.
White Lies.
MGMT.
Howling Bells.
The Distillers.
Rancid.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
The Vampire Diaries...Yay or Nay?
The CW Network premiered a new show...
The Vampire Diaries.
Its a television show based off the series written by L.J. Smith.
It is the typical teen romance between a simple human girl and an all too handsome vampire.
It goes like this:
Boy meets girl.
Girl likes boy.
Boy lets her know that hes really a Vampire.
Girl gets surprised, but somewhere along the way, its deeply intriguing to her, and they fall in love.
Does that sound familiar?
Because Im sure Twilight had that exact concept. And, in reality we know that there is not another vampire romance series better than Twilight.
Although, The Vampire Diaries already sounds promising, could it be that without the success of Twilight, this series wouldn't have been possible.
TV by the numbers, and online website, has stated that The Vampire Diaries is already the most watched season premier ever.
It's odd to think that even thought the plots are different, The Vampire Diaries relies so much on it's competition. Let's get real, whether or not Twilight may not be your cup of tea, there is something deeply exciting about a vampire coming to lure you with his all too charming personality.
How can you prolong the adaptation of a book?
Movies are simple, you release a a few movies within several years, and when its over, its literally over.
A TV series on the other hand goes by seasons, hours and hours of weekly shows.
who wins?
sources:
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/09/10/arts/television/10vampire.html?_r=1&scp=1&sq=the%20vampire%20diaries&st=cse
http://tvbythenumbers.com/2009/09/11/vampire-diaries-sets-record-as-the-cw’s-most-watched-series-premiere-ever/26872
The Vampire Diaries.
Its a television show based off the series written by L.J. Smith.
It is the typical teen romance between a simple human girl and an all too handsome vampire.
It goes like this:
Boy meets girl.
Girl likes boy.
Boy lets her know that hes really a Vampire.
Girl gets surprised, but somewhere along the way, its deeply intriguing to her, and they fall in love.
Does that sound familiar?
Because Im sure Twilight had that exact concept. And, in reality we know that there is not another vampire romance series better than Twilight.
Although, The Vampire Diaries already sounds promising, could it be that without the success of Twilight, this series wouldn't have been possible.
TV by the numbers, and online website, has stated that The Vampire Diaries is already the most watched season premier ever.
It's odd to think that even thought the plots are different, The Vampire Diaries relies so much on it's competition. Let's get real, whether or not Twilight may not be your cup of tea, there is something deeply exciting about a vampire coming to lure you with his all too charming personality.
How can you prolong the adaptation of a book?
Movies are simple, you release a a few movies within several years, and when its over, its literally over.
A TV series on the other hand goes by seasons, hours and hours of weekly shows.
who wins?
sources:
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/09/10/arts/television/10vampire.html?_r=1&scp=1&sq=the%20vampire%20diaries&st=cse
http://tvbythenumbers.com/2009/09/11/vampire-diaries-sets-record-as-the-cw’s-most-watched-series-premiere-ever/26872
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
I left my heart in San Francisco
Last night, I got home from the most amazing trip.
San Francisco.
The weather was amazing, never higher than 64 degrees and never sunny.It was good to get out of the hot hot summer heat of Southern California.
The Bay is so different, and I cannot wait until I can go back again
The sight is a must see and the history it offers is incredible.
Haight Ashbury was my favorite, because of course I was born in the wrong era. I should have been a hippie in the 60's and done something revolutionary.
San Francisco.
The weather was amazing, never higher than 64 degrees and never sunny.It was good to get out of the hot hot summer heat of Southern California.
The Bay is so different, and I cannot wait until I can go back again
The sight is a must see and the history it offers is incredible.
Haight Ashbury was my favorite, because of course I was born in the wrong era. I should have been a hippie in the 60's and done something revolutionary.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
12 years for the two American journalists
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/as_nkorea_journalists_held
I don't know what to say.
Let's pray for them.
I don't know what to say.
Let's pray for them.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
The best music for your soul
Today was possibly the highlight of my summer.
Anyone that knows me well enough knows that I live by these words : Taking Back Sunday is the best band in the world.
Today, was the release of their new album “ New Again”.
As I drove my car to my local Best Buy in the 1,000,000 degree heat ( trust me, I live in the hottest place on earth) I anxiously picked up “New Again”, ran to my car ( after I paid of course) and popped it into my CD player.
“ Well my dear what long arms you have…all the better to hold you down”.
Yes, after three long years sweet new lyrics hit my ears and I fell in love with Taking Back Sunday all over again, and again, and again, and again.
My volume was at it’s highest, and I was giving my subwoofers a run for their money trying to catch every vibrating emotion coming from Adam Lazzara’s vocal cords.
I’m a lyric kind of girl; catchy lines, witty phrases, sarcastic remarks, goose bump words and meaningful vocals.
Since the bands last album “Louder Now”, they went through line-up changes, fatherhood, and anything else that might trigger a 3-year gap between then and now. Our June issue of A.P Magazine gave us a slight tease of what we were to expect, and because it was set to be all too personal I wanted to be smothered in everything I could possibly take in.
A.P was right, every song is ridiculously good, and there is no hiding what any of the records mean. Each one of them provides and insight of what has happened the past few years. A detailed slide show of a recollection of memories all dug up and thrown onto pieces of paper to be turned into beautiful and poetic melodies.
“ And now I’m staring at the floor…where my second life just ended…where I lost not one but two friends”.
Yeah, Taking Back Sunday is definitely new again.
Best tracks:
New Again ( because it’s obviously good if the album was titled after it).
Where My Mouth Is ( it’s a slow song, the lyrics are clear, and the vocals fantastic, and the acoustic guitar is overpowering any other instrument on the record).
Catholic Knees ( the title is brilliant, enough said).
Everything Must Go ( the most amazing lyrics on the album. Hands down.)
Anyone that knows me well enough knows that I live by these words : Taking Back Sunday is the best band in the world.
Today, was the release of their new album “ New Again”.
As I drove my car to my local Best Buy in the 1,000,000 degree heat ( trust me, I live in the hottest place on earth) I anxiously picked up “New Again”, ran to my car ( after I paid of course) and popped it into my CD player.
“ Well my dear what long arms you have…all the better to hold you down”.
Yes, after three long years sweet new lyrics hit my ears and I fell in love with Taking Back Sunday all over again, and again, and again, and again.
My volume was at it’s highest, and I was giving my subwoofers a run for their money trying to catch every vibrating emotion coming from Adam Lazzara’s vocal cords.
I’m a lyric kind of girl; catchy lines, witty phrases, sarcastic remarks, goose bump words and meaningful vocals.
Since the bands last album “Louder Now”, they went through line-up changes, fatherhood, and anything else that might trigger a 3-year gap between then and now. Our June issue of A.P Magazine gave us a slight tease of what we were to expect, and because it was set to be all too personal I wanted to be smothered in everything I could possibly take in.
A.P was right, every song is ridiculously good, and there is no hiding what any of the records mean. Each one of them provides and insight of what has happened the past few years. A detailed slide show of a recollection of memories all dug up and thrown onto pieces of paper to be turned into beautiful and poetic melodies.
“ And now I’m staring at the floor…where my second life just ended…where I lost not one but two friends”.
Yeah, Taking Back Sunday is definitely new again.
Best tracks:
New Again ( because it’s obviously good if the album was titled after it).
Where My Mouth Is ( it’s a slow song, the lyrics are clear, and the vocals fantastic, and the acoustic guitar is overpowering any other instrument on the record).
Catholic Knees ( the title is brilliant, enough said).
Everything Must Go ( the most amazing lyrics on the album. Hands down.)
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