Her name is Charlo Greene. Last night, she revealed on live TV that she is the owner of the Alaska Cannabis Club, an organization that provides links between medical marijuana cardholders and regular pot consumers. She is fighting for the legalization of the drug in her state. She thinks it’s unfair that its common users and dealers are criminalized.
After the revelation, she stated: “As for this job, not that I have a choice, but… fuck it. I quit.” She then walked out of the fiction of the newsroom and into where she will remain forever—our reality behind the camera in the studio.
What is a fascinating in all this is the state of suspension the anchorperson is thrown into. She looks down several times as if the very ground beneath her feet has completely disappeared. In this sudden void, she struggles to find a connection, a way out. No amount of training prepared her for the moment she finds herself in. It’s never supposed to happen. When finally she grasps what appears to be the strong rope of the following story, it does not pull her to safety, but she instead pulls the story (about some CEO) into the void. All is lost. There is no going back to the illusion of stability. The best thing to do at this point is just pull the plug on the whole business and go black. Race will have to make an appearance here. Even in Alaska, a very white state, black people are causing problems.
