In Online Journalism, Burnout Starts Younger

soupsoup:

Such is the state of the media business these days: frantic and fatigued. Young journalists who once dreamed of trotting the globe in pursuit of a story are instead shackled to their computers, where they try to eke out a fresh thought or be first to report even the smallest nugget of news — anything that will impress Google algorithms and draw readers their way.

Sounds familiar.

  1. theladyisageek reblogged this from soupsoup
  2. andreaparty reblogged this from soupsoup
  3. quote-worthy reblogged this from soupsoup
  4. clairac reblogged this from soupsoup
  5. mariorivs reblogged this from soupsoup
  6. mechelle reblogged this from soupsoup and added:
    they should look at high school journalism.
  7. bulletinaweave reblogged this from soupsoup
  8. thespaghettibrain reblogged this from soupsoup and added:
    This article scares me a bit…since I am in fact one of those young people dreaming of being a journalist and, as quoted,...
  9. psyclonechloe reblogged this from soupsoup and added:
    I’ve often wondered about this, as I’ve ranted about the general state of journalism. My concern is that the career will...
  10. jenikamcontheonesandtwos reblogged this from soupsoup and added:
    That’s basically what discouraged me on becoming a journalist. I’m more of a print media kind of person. The tangible...
  11. patrickdonohue reblogged this from soupsoup
  12. kycs reblogged this from soupsoup and added:
    Should I be worried? Is my stress capacity suppose to increase each year? This career is all about competition, not to...
  13. colbytecho reblogged this from soupsoup
  14. gharm reblogged this from soupsoup
  15. jodilyn reblogged this from soupsoup and added:
    Sounds familiar.
  16. carolinamonteiro reblogged this from soupsoup

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY

DISCLAIMER: This blog in NO WAY reflects the opinion or standing of my employer, Discovery Communications. All random thoughts, opinions, photos, weird analysis and videos/photos of cute animals are solely a reflection of me, myself and I, and not them. The end.