Danny Schechter - ColdType

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are not ones we can count on. We will live with the legacy of
these crimes for a long time with many homeless, out of work,
and on the edge of losing hope.
I am affected, too. I have been doing this type of work for
a long time as a member of an independent media world that
has survived for many decades living off grants and the generosity
of funders and donors. It is hard to keep going “in good
times,” but near impossible in times like these when major
mainstream media outlets are faltering and folding. You don’t
do this work to get rich. You do it in the hope that readers,
and in the case of films, viewers, will find it and then find it
of value.
My own work, nurtured in the routines of high school journalism
in the 50’s, driven by the underground press in the 60’s,
rock radio in the 70’s, TV producing in the 80’s, and independent
filmmaking and media trouble-making ever since is barely
hanging on, hoping against hope that it will, against all odds,
find an audience and incite concern and demands for change.
I am creating media about a financial crisis that I am living!
And If like it and learned from it, find the energy and sense of
social responsibility to tell others and spread the word. That’s
our only hope for survival
My cry for economic justice is just that, one more discordant
voice in the wilderness, but sometime, the winds blow
it into places and minds that will learn from it, resonate with
it, and pass it on. I do this work in part because I don’t know
what else to do, in part because of an injunction in that song
by Leonard Cohen, which is now part of the soundtrack of my
life, to keep ringing those bells “that can still ring,” and trying
to let the light in.