READING ABOUT POVERTY IS SO DEPRESSING…
1600 by Jeff HessI’ve been a journalist—well-paid, paid, low-paid and unpaid—for most of my life. One of the books I’m reading right now is Ta-Nehisi Coates Between The World And Me in which, in addition to his insights on race, he talks about his own development as a writer and journalist. From Barbara Ehrenreich perspective the Coates who began writing at the end of the last century would find embarking on his present career today much more difficult.
Ehrenreich, in In America, only the rich can afford to write about poverty writes:
This is the real face of journalism today: not million dollar-a-year anchorpersons, but low-wage workers and downwardly spiraling professionals who can’t muster up expenses to even start on the articles, photo-essays and videos they want to do, much less find an outlet to cover the costs of doing them. You can’t, say, hop on a plane to cover a police shooting in your hometown if you don’t have a credit card.
I remember in 1982, when I was a junior in the Magazine Journalism program at Ohio University, we had a guest lecturer talking about job opportunities. When she dropped the bomb—that starting salaries in Ohio for journalists were around $12,000 a year—I could see my fellow students get that wuuuut? look. Even in 1982, that was a poverty wage. I think a lot of students changed majors that day. I was committed and stuck out the program, landing a full-time job 10 months as an assistant editor at Aftermarket Business. During those 10 months I freelanced for more than a dozen publications to pay the rent.
I never got rich, but I paid the bills and felt comfortable. I never, however, wrote about what I thought were truly important topics. In my 20s I had wanted to follow in the footsteps of Ida Tarbell, Upton Sinclair, George Orwell, Hunter S. Thompson and Tom Wolfe. I doing a bit of that now with my blogs, but there’s no money coming in. I have a day job, tutoring, that allows me the freedom to write what I want, but this has become more of a hobby than a cause. That’s depressing.
Ehrenreich concludes:
In a highly polarized society like our own, the wealthy have a special stake in keeping honest journalism about class and inequality alive. Burying an aching social problem does not solve it. The rich and their philanthropies need to step up and support struggling journalists and the slender projects that try to keep them going. As a self-proclaimed member of the 0.01% warned other members of his class last year: “If we don’t do something to fix the glaring inequities in this economy, the pitchforks are going to come for us.”
As long as Walmart continues to sell really, really cheap plastic crap from China there will be no pitchforks or tumbrels.
I sincerely wish that Ehrenreich conclusion was valid, but, sadly, I don’t think the wealthy (other than Nick Hanauer and a very tiny few others) see any advantage in supporting journalists writing about class and inequality.











