The public needs extremes.
So-called radicals, regardless of their spot on the political spectrum, effectively can sway the massive middle’s opinion. In an ideological tug-of-war, the side with the strongest anchors will yank the losers into the mud pit.
You might have seen the news story last week: A couple of guys from Georgia told people that they had a found the body of a dead Bigfoot – and they were going to show it at a press conference, proving once and for all that such a creature really existed.
Most people who write for newspapers dread being part of the stories they write.
It’s true: journalism, in its most textbook sense, demands we stay out of the story.
But occasionally something happens that requires us to not only write about something, but to experience it.
This is usually the time of year when columnists don’t write about politics because nothing is really going on.
But not this year. Washington’s primary elections, which have been held the third week in September for generations, are now scheduled for the third Tuesday in August. And when you enter the voting booth, things will be different.