On Sunday in Cadiz, he said he didn’t like being called a “journalist” because it’s a “discredited” job

I’m writing these lines to reassure Pablo Iglesias, knowing he suffers from a rending stigma. On Sunday, in Cadiz, he said he didn’t like being called a “journalist” because it’s a “discredited” job. I have great admiration for Pablo because he has opened a very difficult avenue to the profession, something as if he had climbed it through the north wall: first he studies something else, then he becomes a university professor, later he founds a political party, expels many delegates, becomes vice president and eventually has him write a collection of columns in key communication groups. And all this –eye– without stopping for a moment to be humble people and victims of the mighty.

However, there are times when I practice reverse elitism in this matter and only consider a journalist who once interviewed a camping rescuer. It’s there, Pablo, where you become a journalist. You’re still on time. Take advantage of this summer to report to a small town in the mountains, to a Third Division game, to talk to the local shopkeepers. You will see that it is not as easy as it seems because the good journalist mainly devotes himself to listening to others and telling what he sees, without walking around obsessively posting his merchandise. You’re confusing journalism with columnism and critical sense with what you think, Pablo, and those are common mistakes. Fortunately, you have an easy way to discover the real journalists: it’s those unlucky ones who get paid a lot less than you and write a lot more than you, and generally better. So, Pablo, stop suffering in case some heartless call you a journalist. You are not.

Source: La Verdad


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