(Preface: I'm PURPOSELY trying to be a dick in all of my posts, so I hope the people that actually read this don't think I'm one; albeit, the fact that I said that is pretty dickly.)
This week, Bill Frakes--the marginally famous Sports Illustrated photographer--came to our class for a bit of a question-and-answer forum. Despite some oft-condescending comments ("I can get a hold of someone at the White House whenever I want"), Frakes had a lot of pertinent things to say about the the future of journalism; more specifically, the use of multimedia as an advantage.
Unfortunately, our projector was most likely made in Soviet-Era Russia, so we could not view Frakes photos and videos on it. However, he had his laptop, and so the class had to crowd around it like homeless people at Quizno's for "Free Quizno's Day."
Frakes was adamant on the thought that our generation lives in the most exciting time in Journalism (which would be completely true if it weren't for the fact that 4/5ths of us will probably be making sandwiches at Quizno's since the job market is about as stable as Courtney Love). On a more optimistic note, Frakes showed us a hilarious production concerning the Nascar way of life.
(Digression: The Nascar way of life is a charming piece of Americana. I mean, think about it: nothing is more American than booze, tits, Jeff Gordon, and fast cars. I'm serious about this, I'm not trying to be cynically ironic; I truly enjoyed watching that video. It's those little subcultures that make this country what it's meant to be: A collection of contrastive ideas and ideals blended together.)
We actually did learn a fair amount from Bill Frakes, especially the importance of teaching yourself. Unfortunately, I don't possess the sort of discipline (because I have the attention span of a squirrel) to do that.
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