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I browsed the collection of a daily newspaper in which I used to publish daily articles on the issues of the day, as they appeared to us in the first years after 1990, and I was not proud of myself at all. Back then, I was.
THE WRITER FROM THE 3rd PAGE
I browsed the collection of a daily newspaper in which I used to publish daily
articles on the issues of the day, as they appeared to us in the first years
after 1990, and I was not proud of myself at all. Back then, I was.
The people I used to talk about have been long forgotten, and those who are
still public were massively damaged. Most articles were concerning the President.
Even the best articles have a short life. Usually a day. I made a simple ratio:
during the time spent on the articles about Iliescu I could have done a lot of better
things. I earned some money, but I lost years of my life. Most people give
years of their life on their earnings, but there are a lot more better options
in the press, no matter how appealing the job you're doing appears to be.
The thousands of articles spread all these years in those daily newspapers must
have had an effect, but if the effect was positive or negative, large or small,
towards the truth or against it, I will never know for sure. The unpleasant part
is that the situations I was writing about have been forgotten and even if I
remember parts of them, they do not impress me at all. In time, happenings that,
in the first years after the revelation – the name that a friend of mine gave
to the events in December 1989 - seemed cardinal, with fatal importance, have
no dimension at all and don’t mean anything to the general public of the media.
I wanted to go up, but the reality pulled me down. There are many other
respectable journalists in my situation. Some built selective anthologies with
their best articles, but anthologies quickly lost the public’s interest as well.
The cause is one hundred percent Romanian: our problems have been continental only
incidentally. The problems have not allowed us to be the philosophers of the
newspapers and die with the consolation thought that we served the people with
ideas valid no matter the situation. In other countries, there are journalists
with European platform, and some of them write to the entire world, towards all
four cardinal points. There aren’t editors to write articles that could be
read, with a maximum of participation in England,
France, Germany and Bangladesh not even at the
publications with an elitist public.
Once I calmed down at the thought that I have been writing for years in a
regional and mean Bucharestian style, I tried to select from the weekly media
some articles written by colleagues of mine that one could translate and spread
throughout the world. For the world to know not only what we think about us,
but how the major concerns of the planet affect us as well. I found some ideas
for that, but not entire articles to be translated. We have to stop and think
about the meaning of this and start doing things somewhat differently.
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