By Teodrose Fikremariam
Source: Ghion Journal
Today was supposed to be the day when I publish my first article under the auspices of Ethiopians for Constitutional Monarchy. I was in a rush to get the story out under a self-imposed deadline that I set in yesterday’s article. But upon further reflection and some introspection, it dawned upon me that my transition from journalist to a leadership position is one that requires deliberate actions instead of rushing to “make news”.
Journalism is an honored profession, but in a lot of ways it has gone to the dogs because there is always a pressing need to garner more eyeballs, get more page views and grab attention. The era of muckrakers is far behind us, we are firmly entrenched in a paradigm of vanity where truth-seeking is sacrificed for clicks. I am not saying this to be pious, as much as I have been railing against corporate “journalism” that traffics in sensationalism for the sake of self-adulation, I too have been swimming in egotism even as I was writing against the narcissism of mainstream media.
I have to change. I can no longer rush to be heard. I instead have to slow down to listen. I can no longer aim to make headlines, I have to find ways to seek and form consensus. I can no longer act with autonomy, I have to work within a team setting where inclusion is valued as much as expression. My life has been an open book since Bethlehem and I launched Ghion Journal more than 2 years ago. Frankly, my life has been an open book ever since my dad Fikremariam Million passed away and I picked up a pen to bleed away my sorrows. This part of my life has to come to a close, my writing has to be less about me and more about giving back through direct action. Writing is not enough, I have to be out front and lead by example.
To this end, I’m going to spend a bit more time reflecting and praying before I write my first official communique from Ethiopians for Constitutional Monarchy. But I wanted to take this time to say thank you to everyone who has been kind to me over the years. When the Ghion Journal first launched, I was still living in a homeless shelter, a community farm where I dedicated a year and a half of my life trying to get closer to God. That journey, though it was the hardest row I’ve ever hoed in my life, was my greatest blessing. Through tribulation, I discovered my purpose in life. More importantly, love found me after I gave up on love a long time ago.
This clip below will always be my favorite video I’ve ever produced,…