When I was a child, I used to read a magazine that came together with the journal. On that magazine, the articles written by da woman with grey hair in the picture, where the best! For real, my dream for a grown up version of me was to be like her- or, at least, to work on the same bussiness she was doin’.
So I did study journalism. Not journalism as well, but something like that, to figure out that I didn´t like that bussiness at all. I felt like an idialistic. I felt like…if the world was the world shown by the show, well the world was far too cruel.
But there’s always a twist. And, as a rollercoaster, digital journalism became a gate to kind of a more democratic world.
No more censure. No more lines to follow, nor others desires. Just me and you, chatting like friends, like once in 1984 and their screens they did. Sorry, just kidding. I dont know where this democratic rays of light are ending in, but, instead of thinking in a negative way, we can do whatever is in our hands to level up our voices.
I invite you to write your thoughts here, and choose to make this one a social and ambiental commited era.
Rollercoaster 