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The day the exclamation mark died

being in an event the media later tells lies about is a life-changing experience

One day I've joined the not-very-exclusive club of those who know from experience that main stream media lies.
Details don't matter: I went to a demonstration, stuff happened, got back home, media told a completely different story.
Many people know exactly what I'm talking about because they had a similar "moment". No matter what their beliefs are: occupy/tea-party, Palestinians/settlers, Rohingya/Whiratu, etc. When you're "out there", you find out that TV and press are internal entertainment for some "civilization" theme park (Putin recently said that reporters shouldn't stay in Syria for long periods so that they don't "lose contact with reality").
If you had such a "moment" yourself, you don't need to hear about mine. It's just details.
If you didn't, no matter how much your brain keeps showing you how wrong the media is, being in an event the media later tells lies about is a life-changing experience (and you don't have to go very far in order to find one).


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