No, really. See, I'm a quiet man. If you ask me for an opinion, I can usually throw one together.
On the other hand, I'm also never hesitant to admit when my lack of knowledge makes me a less than perfect candidate to speak out on an issue.
I don't get the feeling other people feel the same as I do about "facts" and stuff.
When I'm in the middle of a huge crowd of people cheering and applauding and getting worked up (as large crowds are often known to do), I find myself wanting to play devil's advocate and try to figure out if maybe we're missing something with all the cheering going on.
I helped cover the immigration rally in downtown Los Angeles yesterday. This was my first assignment on this story, but I've heard a lot of the arguments "four" and against both sides.
It's a complicated issue even if the folks involved on either side aren't willing to admit it.
I guess in a perfect world, it would be simple to have "smart people" who maybe get paid to think about this stuff and tell everyone else how it should be handled.
The problem with that pops up pretty quickly when none of the people directly affected are willing to accept anything less than 100% exactly what they want.
If there is a viable compromise or solution, I don't think it's going to be heard over all the "valid points" that keep getting yelled out from all the thoughtful and reasonable people who only want what's best.
When someone figures it all out, I think someone is going still end up pissed.
While I'm waiting for the perfect solution to this issue, I'm going to do what I've always done. I'll try to cover the story fairly and I'll try to stay away from the street vendors selling hot dogs wrapped in bacon.
I'm doing well on covering the story, but boy, those grilled onions and peppers get me every time. Don't ask me how I can eat them. All I can say is, it's like playing Russian roulette. If you don't die, then you've won.
Mmmm.
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