Opinion

By Hillary Lutter

Well, it seems to be a slow news week. After the hustle of the Fourth it seems people have settled back into the “lazy days” of summer (lazy… yeah, right!). If something huge happened this past week that I wasn’t aware of, I’m sure I’ll find out about it about an hour after this issue has gone to press. That’s the way it usually goes.
Luckily, I suppose, something this past Saturday has inspired me to write a short column to help fill the pages.
To take a phrase out of the “Daily Republic’s” opinion page, “Hisses” to their weekender’s top story and to the third-rate reporter who conjured it up. As I read this clearly one-sided “news” article, it became more and more clear that this publication is much more concerned with selling papers than getting it right.
Splashing a completely false headline in 40-point type across the front page might cause a few new readers to slap down the $1.50 to purchase that issue, but it also proves that this publication has fallen down the rabbit hole of immorality. Where is that thing that every college journalism major learned in their 100-level classes: ethics in journalism?
Now, I understand as well as the next publisher that making a living in this “dying” industry is a tough go. We are constantly in a battle with electronic media to keep our heads above water. We have to get creative. We may even have to get a bit risqué. We somehow have to compete with media in 1080p HD (whatever that means).
However, if keeping our business in the black means we must drop our journalistic integrity, then what makes us better than Facebook as a news source?
Our forefathers held to the idea that Freedom of the Press was among the most important concepts we must adhere to and newspapers have, from the beginning, been the basis of that concept.
We are taught to, above all, be objective. To not let our own prejudices sway the stories we must write. But, we are imperfect humans. It is true that throughout history publishers have used the press to further their own agendas and this is continuing on today in all forms of media. Even so, newspapers have, I feel, always been held to a higher standard, and I believe that concept alone is the only thing that may keep us alive moving into the future.
Maybe it’s the historic factor, maybe it’s the respect I feel when looking through 95-year-old issues of the “Sanborn County Advocate” and maybe it’s all in my head, but if you can’t believe news that is clearly printed on the page of a 100-some-year-old publication in front of you, what can you believe?
I believe the only hope for the newspaper is to continue on reporting NEWS, as has been done for hundreds of years. Not coffee time gossip. Not sensationalized versions of real stories. As soon as we lower ourselves to the standard found on the internet and television, we are dead.
I don’t claim to be any better at my job than the next person. I try, and sometimes I fail. Sometimes I get it wrong, too. It happens to us imperfect humans. Yet, when I read a story such as the one I read Saturday morning, I feel sadness for our industry – sadness that such blatantly erroneous reporting can find it’s way into print.

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Ok, enough of that. Here are a few items I found in my inbox I thought I’d share…
1. I used to eat a lot of natural foods until I learned that most people die of natural causes.
2. There are two kinds of pedestrians . . . The quick and the dead.
3. Life is sexually transmitted.
4. Healthy is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.
5. The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth.
6. Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.
7. Have you noticed since everyone has a cell phone these days no one talks about seeing UFOs like they used to?
8. Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.
9. All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.
10. In the ‘60s, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.
11. How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?
12. Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, ‘I think I’ll squeeze these dangly things and drink whatever comes out’? Hmmmmm, How about eggs ? . . .
13. If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a song about him?
14.Why does your OB-GYN leave the room when you get undressed if they are going to look up there anyway?
15. If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, then what is baby oil made from?
16. Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet Soup?
17. Does pushing the elevator button more than once make it arrive faster?
18. Why doesn’t glue stick to the inside of the bottle?

View from the Barnyard

Robber’s Roost

The Friday before last, Claude and I awoke to a different sensation besides coffee. We were victims of crime (not a very pleasant feeling, I may add).
Never did I dream I would have an opportunity to write my very own police report. After all, robbery is just something I read about and like to keep thinking only happens in towns, not in the country.
TIMELINE – Thursday night – myself, Jerry and Marilyn Zastrow, Susie, Georgia and Terry drove out to Dave and Connie Hljem’s farm for a visit and an evening of bird watching. (Claude was hauling bales.) We then ventured to Twin Lakes to enjoy barbecue night and returned home. Claude and I had a really late night and finally called it quits at 9:30.
FRIDAY – 5 a.m. – Claude yells upstairs, “I can’t find my money clip, I think we were robbed!” I immediately lapse into a doze believing totally in his ability to misplace items. He got my full attention when he yelled – “Your purse is gone!”
Claude related he knew things were amiss when he discovered the dining room light on and our sliding glass door in the kitchen ajar. I was in a state of disbelief. The loss of driver’s license, insurance cards and credit cards starts sinking in and I started making concellation calls, while Claude calls the sheriff and looks for any clues.
Thankfully, I had minimal cash and Claude’s money clip only had about a hundred dollars. Despite the loss, I had two things to be thankful for. I had just taken a considerable amount of cash out of my purse ‘cuz I had planned to go to Sioux Falls on Friday. Before I retired on Thursday night, I decided I shouldn’t take all that in my purse to work, so I stashed it elsewhere. The thieves failed to discover it under the junk. Second, coincidence was that Claude was complaining about my reading light in his eyes and a hair’s breath kept me from stomping downstairs and sleeping on the couch for the night.
Yet, a part of me wishes I had been there on the couch. I don’t know who would have been more surprised – me when the light turned on or them when I jumped off the coach – naked (hot flashes, you know). Jerry Zastrow surmised that they would have been just like the cartoon characters that run through a wall and all that is left is their shape. I would have liked that – a lot. Do I feel violated? No. Angry? Yes… that people are too lazy to work and think it’s easier to steal to make a living.
Dee Baby

Letter to the Editor

Small, but Mighty!

Dear Editor,
As I reflect on the outstanding fireworks display on the Fourth of July, I began to realize how lucky Woonsocket residents are. Volunteers do outstanding jobs in this town and surrounding community with no pay and little thanks.
Our fire department not only comes to our fires and ambulance calls, they make our July Fourth so special. The Woonsocket Water Fesitval committee organizes a Fourth full of activities for all ages. Baseball and softball games have unsung heroes who referee, sub for the coach, run the concessions and alert everyone of the games. The Legion and Legion Auxiliary provide patriotic activities for many of the holidays, work at blood drives, etc. Community Club organizes rummage sale day, clean-up day, bought the Christmas display and Woony signs, etc.
If a member of the community dies, family, friends and church organizations provide food and comfort freely. The choirs and organist provide healing music.
The school parent group does so many projects, to encourage the students to learn, succeed and enjoy school. 4-H leaders and helpers volunteer their time to encourage our youth to succeed in so many ways.
I know I left some organizations out. I won’t list names because there are so many outstanding volunteers.
As other towns and cities worry about their youth, I see Woony students enjoying providing a delicious dinner for the community on the Fourth of July.
Woonsocket is small, but it is mighty because of the PEOPLE who give of themselves. Thank you!
Judy Brisbine
Woonsocket

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