What it feels like for me to work at CBC right now

I wrote a blog post earlier, but I have some more things to say. I apologize if you are feeling over-saturated with this.
For me, personally, this has been a strange time to work at CBC.

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I was interviewed for my first job here by a panel of women. My first producer was a woman. I work for and with and learn from incredible women.
I have no idea what did or didn’t happen. But the idea that anyone in this or any industry should ever have to face anything I don’t by virtue of being women is just too much for me.
Regardless of what did or didn’t happen, let’s work to make our world truly equal. Please.

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And the fact that I’m getting emails upset about coverage of this. As if the absence of an arrest is all that is needed to prove nothing bad happened.

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A phone call I received earlier this week: “I’m 83 and I want to know why you took my Jian away.” My heart broke a little.

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The person who wrote an email wondering in earnest how we find such interesting stories. That email means so much to me this week.

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How do I feel about radio right now? I realize more than ever radio’s power.
Radio built this relationship. Radio is the reason this feels so personal. Radio is why we- or at least I- wanted to believe it wasn’t true.
But it was hearing those other voices that drove this home. The newspapers had the facts, but the voices made it true.
The respect I have for radio as a way to help us understand the world & each other has never been greater than in this, one of its darker moments.

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Today’s opening essay on Q from Piya Chattopadhyay says so little and yet conveys so much.
“We’re reading what you’re reading, and we’re hearing what you’re hearing. It is tough. And we want to thank you for being here.”

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Thank you.