
Enter the confessional...
I wasn’t especially grabbed by anything media- or journalism-related in the news this week, and am instead going to explore a theme that occurred to me a while back: my personal “bad media habits.”
Every semester, I encourage students in my introductory mass communication course to think about their “media diets.” We talk about which media products we choose to consume, why we choose them and how the products shape their lives. But in these discussions (as well as in this blog so far), I often feel a bit self-righteous. It’s time to confess: my own media diet is sometimes not so wholesome.
Here is my confession. I have sinned.
1. I sometimes listen to music and pay zero attention to the lyrics. If it’s got a good beat, that’s often all I need. The lyrics could be about murder, mayhem or misogyny, and as long as they aren’t easily intelligible, I can boogie down quite happily.
However, if I get suspicious, I do head to the Web to read the lyrics. Songs have been deleted from the ol’ iTunes library when my suspicions are proved justified; I don’t like stuff like that seeping into my brain.
2. I don’t consistently read a wide range of news sources, unless I am especially interested in a specific story. I know I should read a couple of international English-language sources daily, along with my dose of the New York Times and the ever-shrinking Fresno Bee (which I still receive in paper form, though will probably cancel once my furlough begins, sadly). Heck, I can still read Spanish well enough that I should feel obligated to get something from the Spanish-speaking world into the mix too.
But most days, my news consumption is lamentably narrow simply due to lack of time. My RSS feed subscriptions and Twitter folks definitely help me catch things I otherwise would have missed.
3. I like cheesy TV and movies, especially sci-fi. I have spent countless hours with Heroes, Battlestar Galactica and True Blood, among others, on DVD. I don’t have TV programming at home (i.e., cable or satellite), but Netflix and streaming online video work just fine.
Because I usually knit while I’m watching my cheesy shows, I justify this time as productive anyway.
4. I still read two women’s magazines – Redbook and O. I don’t get Redbook because I find it to be deep or intellectually stimulating – far from it – but because it automatically replaced my subscription to some other magazine that folded. Redbook occasionally has an interesting article, but it mostly makes me feel worse about myself, like my clothes are all stupid and I’m too hairy. I should cancel Redbook, but out of some weird, deeply socialized sense of “feminine” obligation, I haven’t. (I guess it does help me know which things I find at Goodwill might be closest to the current fashions, for what that’s worth.)
I actually like O – it has a much more realistic mix of content (money advice, issues of consequence, articles about dogs!, etc.), and at least five pages per issue about books! I find that component just stunning. There are real authors who write about books in there. Amazing.
5. I have on rare occasions used Wikipedia as my one and only source for tidbits of information. Never for anything of any consequence, but I still feel kind of dirty.
There you have it. Judge me as you will.
What are your bad media habits? Confession heals the soul…