It’s What Journalists Do

 When I was raising kids I was the Fact Checker and would frequently be brought into an argument to decide who was right. Usually it involved one of the kids being ill-informed about something like, say, Santa Clause.

“He comes down the chimney with presents!”

“No, he doesn’t! He’s too fat! And the presents are too big!

“You’re so stupid! He can shrink! ”

“Yeah?! He can’t shrink the presents! And you’re stupider!

“Yes he can! He can do any thing he wants! Stupider-Oopider!”

Or something like that.

Then I would calm them down with: “You’re both wrong. And if you keep it up, Santa will just skip our home. I know Santa. He doesn’t even need chimneys. Because he’s Santa!… And he doesn’t like fighting, especially at Christmas.”

See, that was my Fact Check.

As they grew older, I taught them to fact check on their own. All they had to do was learn facts from books or school or myriad other sources. 

And then the inevitable happened.

Me: “Eat your egg.”

Kid: “I don’t like the yellow part”

Me: “That’s where the protein is. You need to eat it.”

Kid: “Can I give the yellow part to the dog and just eat the white part?”-

Older kid: “- No, Dad. Most of the protein is in the white part.”

Me: “Wha-a? 

Older kid: “I asked my teacher after you told me that last year. She said 60 percent of the protein is in the white part. and only 40 per cent is in the yolk…Dummy Dad!” 

I got Fact Checked by my own kid!

As kids grow up, their teachers become fact checkers, along with their parents. When they leave school for the great land of adulthood and need help in separating grown-up fact from fiction, you know who become their Fact Checkers? Journalists.

Finding the facts and reporting them is THE job of journalists. One of the earliest examples in this country was Paul Revere who, on a midnight ride along with John Hancock, Samuel Adams and 38 others, reported loudly from Boston to Lexington: “The Regulars (British) are coming!”  

With few exceptions fact checking has motivated journalists ever since. Think of Walter Cronkite’s Viet Nam story, Daniel Ellsberg’s Pentagon Papers, Woodward and Bernstein’s Watergate story, and Woodward’s new book, WAR, which reports that Trump secretly sent Covid test machines to Putin during the pandemic (when American hospitals couldn’t get them) and has stayed in touch with him since the 2020 election.

Journalists find and check facts, then report them to us. They’re critical to democracy because voters need true facts to make good choices.

Without a free and unfettered press there is little to spotlight lies. Italy learned that from Mussolini. Germany learned that from Hitler. Russia learned it from Stalin and is relearning it – again and again – from Putin. Lies destroy democracies as surely as diseases destroy lives.

For decades CBS News was called the Tiffany Network because of its sterling reputation for truth, earned by Walter Cronkite, Don Hewitt, Eric Sevareid, Roger Mudd, and others.

Then they nearly threw it all away when they promised not to fact check their broadcast of the Vance-Walz VP debate. Luckily the two journalists who anchored the broadcast defied their bosses. Nora O’Donnell and Margaret Brennan calmly and firmly fact-checked Vance’s lies, twice. And when he started to whine like a school boy caught cheating on an exam, they temporarily cut his mic.

A few days later CBS News’ 60 Minutes, the most watched news show in the country, also stepped up. In introducing this week’s show, which was to consist of two interviews, one with Trump, one with Harris, Scott Pelley announced that Trump had backed out, refusing to be fact checked. Pelley firmly stated that fact checking is what journalists do and 60 Minutes wasn’t going to stop just because Donald Trump – or anyone else – demanded it. 

As a result, for the first time since 1968, 60 Minutes interviewed just one of the final two Presidential candidates. Bill Whitaker  asked tough but fair questions of Kamala Harris. And he fact-checked her, LIVE, while Trump retreated into his cocoon of truth-deprived fans.

It’s what journalists do.

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