D.C. and the question of ethics

I realized it was probably time to go home and take a nap when, on Friday afternoon, my computer let me know it didn’t like the word “analyzation.” I had to ask a coworker if analyzation was a word, and when she answered with the appropriate term, “analysis,” all I could do was say, “Oh yeah, that’s better!”

Exhaustion has indeed set in after a whirlwind journey to our nation’s capitol earlier this week with the University of Minnesota’s U-Lead Advisory Academy. Early mornings and late nights — with miles of walking in between — made this a trip to remember.

In all, 23 Minnesotans who have some sort of tie to U of M Extension (mine is through 4-H) embarked on the journey to Washington, D.C., to meet the movers and shakers in our political arena.

Up to this point in our 10-month program, we have met at various locales around the state to talk about leadership styles, hone our communication skills and tour research farms and facilities of the university.

We have just two sessions left — a trip to Itasca State Park in May, and a visit to Duluth in June — before our graduation in mid-July.

Our five-day stay in Washington, D.C., was filled with new experiences for me. In addition to my first of multiple travels via the Metro, I took my first taxi ride, had my first trolley ride and tasted Maryland crab cakes for the first time. I’m sure there were other firsts too, but I’m so tired right now I can’t think straight.  (Visit my blog online in the coming week to see photos and read more about the Cherry Blossom Festival and the U.S. Botanic Garden, as well as a few other highlights from my trip.)

Throughout these past several months, I’ve received many questions about the U-Lead program — what it is, what we do and what we are learning.

Perhaps the greatest thing I took away from this trip is that we, as individuals, all have a voice — and our legislators want to hear that voice as they work in Washington, D.C., on legislation for our country.

Whether in a meeting with Rep. Tim Walz, visiting with Sen. Amy Klobuchar’s staff, meeting with a 20-year lobbyist or visiting with an American Farm Bureau policy director, the message we heard over and over again this week is that our legislators want to hear our voice about laws that don’t work, laws that do and legislation that will be appearing before them.

The voice of one constituent is greater than the voice of 20 lobbyists.

Learning that makes me want to ask my county commissioner to consider collaborations; send a letter to my state representative and senator to complain about the lack of transportation funding for rural Minnesota’s roads and bridges; and fire off an e-mail to Sen. Klobuchar’s office to thank her for the work she has done to fund broadband expansion (and complain that my parents still can’t access anything but dial-up Internet down on the farm).

I realize that as a journalist, I probably shouldn’t make any of those comments. Most people can separate their job from their personal life, but it’s not that simple for a newspaper reporter.

Our last U-Lead session focused on ethical leadership. For me, ethical journalism means remaining neutral to any subject — political or otherwise — when covering the news. I find it much more challenging to keep my sources from becoming friends — but that’s an area of ethics that is difficult to adhere to in a small community.

If it weren’t for the relationships, the friendships, I’ve forged in this business, the life of a journalist would be an awfully lonely one.

Journalism, Jackson and jobs

The other day, someone asked me what time I usually went to work.

My reply: Whenever I get there.

He laughed and said something like, “It must be nice to have a job like that.”

I shrugged my shoulders, then said I had to work late that night. It all evens out in the end.

Eric Fisher (left), director of AGCO Jackson Operations, listens to Gov. Mark Dayton following the press conference in Jackson Thursday afternoon.

Next week marks the start of my 18th year in this crazy field of journalism. Oh, it didn’t start out crazy. Back in February 1994, I was hired as an editorial assistant, working alongside my former SDSU teacher and mentor Sheri Poore. It was a part-time job in Sioux Falls, S.D., working for a bi-weekly farm publication. My job was to edit the copy of great story tellers like Jim Woster and Baxter Black. I did a little layout and design, but mostly my job was to proofread.

My life as a journalist began to get crazy after I moved to Redwood County and started working as a full-time reporter covering the city beat, the farm beat and anything else that was thrown at me. Crazy then and crazy today have many similarities … and two big differences – the weekly versus daily, and technology.

Typically when I’m driving back to the office after covering an event or conducting an interview, the words are swimming around in my brain. I mentally write the lead paragraph, think about how the story should flow and then let my mind go blank by turning up the radio until I reach the newsroom.

On Thursday, after covering the exciting press conference at AGCO in Jackson, I was telling co-worker Kari the lead paragraph and a few additional sentences before we climbed the big hill out of Jackson. She quickly typed the words on her smart phone’s Qwerty keyboard and, in a matter of minutes … long before we reached the Lakefield exit, Daily Globe readers were getting a breaking news alert with the basic information of the announcement.

What otherwise would have been about an hour delay (driving back to the office, logging onto the computer and sitting down to type out a few paragraphs) was shortened to maybe 10 minutes.

It kind of makes me wonder what technological advancements will have done to our jobs in another 18 years.

A few weeks ago, I began reading a Thomas Friedman book, “The World is Flat: A Brief History of the 21st Century.” Ordinarily, I probably wouldn’t buy a book like this, but it’s for a book report I and a few cohorts in the U-Lead Academy must give during our upcoming trip to Washington, D.C.

I’m about one-third of the way through the book, and so far I’ve found it quite interesting (initially, I was completely dreading the assignment.) Friedman, a journalist (that’s not why I was dreading the book!) walks readers through the advancements in technology and how those advancements are flattening the world. In essence, expanding modes of communication has made it possible for companies to do work from anywhere, and serve anyone.

The book has really made me wonder just what this world will be like in another decade. Will most of our manufacturing jobs be moved to other countries? Will our stores be filled with even more products that are made overseas? Will it matter that a phone call we make to tech support is answered by a person in Bangalore, India – a person who has been taught to speak in the English slang?

I don’t know.

What I do know is that I was awfully proud to be standing at AGCO’s press conference Thursday afternoon, listening to a recording of Alabama’s “40 Hour Week (For a Livin’),” followed up with Lee Greenwood’s “God Bless the U.S.A.” and Johnny Cash’s “I’m Goin’ to Jackson” … and that was even before the big announcement was made.

Yes, the wonderful folks at AGCO are expanding in Jackson, adding jobs and bringing tractor production “back to North America” as Bob Crain said.

It is a great time for AGCO, a great time for the city of Jackson, the county, the region and the state.

And to be able to share that great news as a journalist, well, that made for an exciting drive back home in my little blue mobile newsroom.