On the sidelines
Today, I planned to write about the importance of communication in love relationships. But when I opened my netbook, in my usual unhealthy impulse, I decided to minimize the love aspect in the picture and bring random thoughts (admittedly, with no clear sense of direction) into the foreground.
Gatekeepers
One of the very few theories I learned back in college concerning communication is the role of media—where a wide expanse of information tailored for communication lies—as a gatekepeer. Well, when I was lucky to get a job in a newspaper, I realized that the gatekeeping theory is no longer a theory. Media set off the public talking and discussing topics.
The bottomline is: proper communication leads to proper decisions and actions.
As soon as a sensational banner is seen on the newsstands, the public reacts—sympathize with the victim, express anger over suspects, organize rallies, start a signature campaign, complain to media outlets for sensationalizing headlines, and even decide not to read sensational stories. Whatever the reaction is, the goal of the gatekeeper is achieved.
The bottomline is: proper communication leads to proper decisions and actions.
Plagiarism
On the other side of the coin, the reactions prompted by news stories are important manifestations of the need to properly communicate accurate information.
Accuracy, of course, does not follow that one just have to copy other people’s works. It’s not even proper communication. For me, plagiarism is a mortal sin. Not only does the copycat show disrespect to the original writer, the act also indicate laziness to learn and betrayal to the publishers and to the readers.
I have to admit that when I started writing for the high school paper a decade ago, my first two works were plagiarized (My editor then, Patty, doesn’t know until now). At that time, I was conscience-stricken when I saw my name for an article I didn’t write, got hunted by the act, and vowed never to do it again. When I do, I will most probably stop writing for a while.
When I recently saw a blog about a certain writer whose literary work by a contributor of a local newspaper (my employer’s competitor), I reacted—quite passionately—about how the world should be while being disgusted that some professional people could easily copy and paste. Afterwards, I reminded myself that life is unfair and some people are just so messed up.
After word
Culture differences. This is how I would comfort myself after I would read a romantic novel about two people who fell in love in the outskirts of New York, USA. Then I would go looking for a love story written by a Filipino author, which makes a lot of sense to me.
The common flaw in the plots of these foreign novels (the ones I’ve read, that is) is the lack of communication between couples. They project a lot of emotions and manifest very little intellectual connections between an infatuated female and a macho man. Well, I guess I am just disappointed.
After all, for me, there is only one secret to a healthy and happy relationship. It’s not love. It’s the intimate talks and, as they say, the chemistry that these conversations evoke.
I gave away most of these books to a non-government organization that would sell them in order to buy educational materials for pupils in the mountain barangays. The others I kept on my shelf because they passed my tastes; they indicate the importance of direct (not necessarily tactless) and honest conversations of two ordinary citizens, illustrating the kind of communication I would want to happen in my life. After all, for me, there is only one secret to a healthy and happy relationship. It’s not love. It’s the intimate talks and, as they say, the chemistry that these conversations evoke.
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