They Didn’t Steal Our Holidays. They Stole the Feelings.

They Didn’t Steal Our Holidays. They Stole the Feelings.

Easter is coming and I almost didn’t notice. That used to be impossible. Easter meant something. It had weight. It had morning light and something in the air that told you this day is different. This day matters. Even if you couldn’t put the theology into words you felt it. Everybody did. It was in…

They Handed Them the Keys and Never Taught Them to Drive

They Handed Them the Keys and Never Taught Them to Drive

There is a moment happening in newsrooms right now that most editors are not ready to talk about. A reporter sits down with a deadline and a tool that can produce polished, confident-sounding sentences in seconds. The reporter is tired. The reporter is behind. The reporter trusts the tool — because the tool sounds like…