With the same vocation as always
A reflection on the profession, the media, new technologies, and their social impact, by the journalist who began his career in Los Andes and later became a correspondent for Atlántida publishing house.
I'm going to give my opinion on photojournalism , the kind that accompanied me from my beginnings at the Los Andes newspaper back in March 1967, when I was just 21 years old, having recently graduated from the Higher School of Journalism then operating in the province. It is a field of unforgettable memories, including the sound of teletype machines, the correction of cables arriving from abroad, the constant tapping of typewriters, the necessary notebook or recorder in hand for the article or interview requested by management, the indispensable consultation of the archive to add any interesting information, and the reception of images arriving from the darkroom where the photographers processed their material.
A different kind of journalism, of course, distinct from today's, because the changes that accompany this activity, which are fueled by that valuable tool called the Internet, significantly enhance the quality of the commissioned article. This is thanks to the use of a valuable and comprehensive knowledge base that, through its various channels, lends greater dynamism to this work. A different kind of journalism, of course, distinct from today's, because the changes that accompany this activity, which are fueled by that valuable tool called the Internet, significantly enhance the quality of the commissioned article. This is thanks to the use of a valuable and comprehensive knowledge base that, through its various channels, lends greater dynamism to this work.
Of course, it's a much more agile journalism than that of other eras, as I refer to when recounting my initial experience in the 1960s. This doesn't mean, in my modest personal conclusion, that it's of higher quality than that of the 1960s. I wish to include in this particular view radio and television journalism, where there have always been successful opinion cycles and renowned influences with well-earned prestige in the public eye, in society in general. There are hundreds of examples of excellent workmanship that are impossible to list, not to mention the editorial space of a print media outlet or its rich opinion columns.
On the other hand, I don't intend to compare the current one with that of yesteryear because I'm sure they both have a common denominator: an inner calling, that sacred fire that accompanies every journalist every day in their specific work. Because it seems to me that one is born a journalist, as is the case with other professions, although there will always be time to learn and improve. In this regard, I allow myself to evoke that old and beloved "little school" of the Los Andes newspaper, which existed on the first floor where so many colleagues were trained and raised.
What is undeniable is that today, digital information is consumed immediately, in most cases with the same urgency with which we live. It is generally a matter of quick viewing and reading, which doesn't mean one is misinformed, because everything is known and everything is discussed, even if it isn't with rigorous knowledge. What is undeniable is that today, digital information is consumed immediately, in most cases with the same urgency with which we live. It is generally a matter of quick viewing and reading, which doesn't mean one is misinformed, because everything is known and everything is discussed, even if it isn't with rigorous knowledge.
One of the consequences was the gradual loss of the habit of reading papers by the most recent generations, as the vast majority of media outlets that did so stopped printing. Finally, for the author of this article, that paper newspaper, that printed newspaper, that one flips through page by page, that one holds in one's hands, will always have a special charm. Like our beloved Los Andes. Whatever the case, Happy June 7th!
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