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I took my first journalism class in my freshman year of high school, and
joined the school paper as soon as I could. I figured that’s what I was going
to do with my life, and I don’t regret the time and energy I spent on
concentrating on that. However. When I became an adult, I started to be a
little smarter. I had a better grasp on the world, and was more knowledgeable
than ever before. This made me a better journalist, but it also made me
cynical. No longer did I only understand the scope of any article, but also
its context in the grand scheme of things. I was frustrated with only being
able to report on the truth, rather than being able to make changes to the
truth. I found myself wanting to control the narrative. There was no public
relations degree where I went to college, but it was all I could afford, so I
majored in Communications. I know, I know, what a cliché, right? Well, it was
better than something meaningless, like philosophy, and it got me in the door
at a public relations firm, where I worked throughout most of my career. The
Foundation hired me because of my exemplary track record in my field, and
because I applied. They didn’t choose me after seeing a particular press
conference, like my mom has been claiming. What I said was the interviewer
happened to see one of my conferences, and I said that that probably helped
get me the job, because people tend to gravitate towards familiarity. I was
not a celebrity prior to my work here. I’m a celebrity now, because all eyes
are on Mr. Tipton, and the Foundation, and I am standing in front of them
both. I don’t really have to deal with any scandals, but the Legacy Department
is extremely controversial, so I do have to maintain a positive public image
for the program. It helps that it’s run by an ethical team, and no woman has
come forward with a story of discomfort or inappropriate behavior. It’s just
this thing that’s always hanging over my head. No matter how many people we
heal, they all wanna know about the consorts. Are they okay? Is anyone being
forced to be there? What is the minimum age requirement? I’ll respond
accordingly to anything that’s thrown at me, because that’s my job, but I do
get sick of it sometimes. A part of me misses having a different story to tell
every day. But it’s okay, I know that I’m on the right side of history, so
that provides me some peace of mind that I wasn’t usually able to say prior to
this role. I sleep great at night now, and that wasn’t always true.
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