Carol Altmann – The Terrier
An intermission. I was thrilled to be invited to be a part of this new podcast, Journo, put together by Nick Bryant, a stellar journo, and former BBC correspondent in New York who is now living in Sydney.
If you have 39.09 mins to spare, you may enjoy a listen to how The Terrier and other small, nippy, independent sites are holding those in power to account. The link is here: https://pod.fo/e/f13ef
See you Sunday.
Carol Altmann – The Terrier
I miss writing posts for you and I miss hearing your thoughts and comments about those posts.
But for now, this is how it has to be.
To be here for the long haul, I need to stay small for now, and I wish I could tell you why, but perhaps you can join the dots.
For those of you who watch what is happening to journalists and the media around Australia, you may see a pattern emerging that is reflected, on a much smaller scale, in The Terrier.
Independent, investigative, analytical and punchy journalism is at a crossroads, especially in the regions.
It is getting so much harder to write stories based on the gathering of discomforting facts.
Lists are so much easier to write: the top ten burger joints, or the top ten bars.
I don’t want to write lists: to me, that is not the heart and purpose of journalism.
So for now I am staying small, curling into a ball, taking the whacks and hoping to continue to tell the stories that need to be told.
Thankyou for staying the course.
I have been and will be under the radar for a bit as I farewell my dear old Mum. Mum was the original terrier, although she was born in a time when few women were able to become journalists.
Mum, instead, wrote letters to the editor of the Standard, read all of my university text books and protested long and hard with others to save “Murweh”, the mansion at the top of Liebig St that was – incredibly – destined for the bulldozers in the 1980s.
Murweh is still there. Mum, after almost 95 years, is no longer, but her love and care for Warrnambool lives in me.
On we go, Mum. On we go.