{"id":25877,"date":"2026-05-27T14:37:41","date_gmt":"2026-05-27T14:37:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/laprensanewspaper.com\/?p=25877"},"modified":"2026-05-27T14:37:41","modified_gmt":"2026-05-27T14:37:41","slug":"at-what-point-does-it-stop-being-news-en-que-momento-deja-de-ser-noticia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/laprensanewspaper.com\/index.php\/2026\/05\/27\/at-what-point-does-it-stop-being-news-en-que-momento-deja-de-ser-noticia\/","title":{"rendered":"At what point does it stop being news? \/ \u00bfEn qu\u00e9 momento deja de ser noticia?"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>At what point does it stop being news?<\/strong><\/p>\n

By Belinda Covarrubias<\/em><\/p>\n

May 24, 2026: Last week a fight broke out among adults at a kindergarten graduation at Queen of Apostles School in the Old South End. It started, by every account, over seating. It did not stay there. If you have seen the video, you know it was not a scuffle. It was awful. It was extreme violence, in a school, on a morning meant to celebrate five and six year olds. One woman was arrested and charged. Another person went to the hospital. The children were downstairs rehearsing and were kept safe, and the day went on. And while I am not minimizing any of that, it is not what I am here to talk about. What I want to talk about is what happened next, and is still happening.<\/p>\n

The video left the building. It went from a few phones in that room to local television, to outlets in other states, to national sites that exist to turn a bad morning into a punchline. It reached Telemundo and Spanish-language news across the country, even internationally. So our community got to watch itself held up for strangers to laugh at. By the weekend, people who will never set foot in the Old South End of Toledo had formed their whole impression of us from fifteen seconds of the worst of us.<\/p>\n

I grew up in this neighborhood. I am the daughter of migrant workers who came here to build something. I love this place, and I also know it honestly. I saw a lot of violence as a child. It was normal in the environments I lived in, normal enough that it shaped how my brain learned to expect the world to work. I have spent years, real years, of therapy and inner work undoing that, teaching my nervous system that a raised voice is not always a threat.<\/p>\n

So when I watched that video as an adult, it did not land on me the way it lands on a stranger scrolling for entertainment. It pulled me straight back, and reminded me how much work it has taken to get out of that space and how easily a single clip can drop you back into it. I am telling you this not for sympathy, but because I am not the only one. There are people in this community, children and grown adults, for whom that footage is not content. It is a memory.<\/p>\n

And here is what playing it on a loop does. When violence is shared over and over, it stops being something terrible that happened and becomes something to watch. That is how it gets normal. You see enough of it and you stop flinching, until violence is ordinary, then entertainment, then almost a habit. I know that because I lived it. So I think about our kids, who are already growing up with phones in their hands, watching the same clips we are. We are teaching them, one repost at a time, that a neighbor\u2019s worst moment is something you press play on.<\/p>\n

I do not expect the news to look away from a felony arrest at a children\u2019s graduation. That is a real story and reporting it is their job. I am not asking anyone to pretend it did not happen. But there is a difference between reporting that something happened and replaying the video for days after the story has already been told. Other people noticed too. I saw the comments under those posts asking how many more times the same clip would be shared. If you were on social media or watching the local news last week, it was almost impossible to avoid. At some point reporting becomes repetition. What is the purpose of posting the same violent moment over and over, days on end? It is not information anymore. It is a wound kept open.<\/p>\n

I want to say this directly to WTOL 11 and 13abc, because they are ours, they are local, and they know this community. Running that clip again and again was a choice. Reposting it was a choice. Resharing it was a choice. And every one of those choices is made about a neighborhood whose families do not own the cameras and do not get a say in how long their worst day stays on the screen. Would it have been replayed with the same appetite if it had happened in a wealthier part of town? I do not know. But this is a community that already has so much working against it, and the least it deserves is not to have its hardest moments turned into the thing that plays on repeat. I want our local stations to sit with that. Not whether to report it once. Whether reporting it again, and posting it again, and sharing it again helped anyone, or only the algorithm.<\/p>\n

And it is not only the stations. It is us too. Every time one of us reposts it, screenshots it, sends it to a group chat with a laughing face, we carry it further. We decide a neighbor\u2019s worst minute is worth passing along again. The platforms reward it because outrage and violence travel faster than almost anything else, and we feed them. We can stop feeding them.<\/p>\n

So here is what I am asking, from someone who works every day with the children and families of this neighborhood and who came up in it herself. When you see footage of a real person\u2019s worst moment, stop before you share it. Ask who it helps. The answer is usually no one. Scroll past it. Let it die instead of carrying it. And pay attention to what a steady diet of this does to your brain and to your children\u2019s. It is not informing anyone. It is not helping anyone. It is normalizing violence, and we are the ones letting it.<\/p>\n

We are a strong community. We are a good community, with good schools and good families and people who get up every day and do hard, honest work. We have so much that is worth telling the rest of the country about, and none of it fits in a fifteen second clip, which is exactly why none of it traveled the way the fight did. We cannot always control what happens. We can control what we choose to carry forward, and what we refuse to. We are not a spectacle. We are not content. We are not entertainment. And our children learn from what we watch, what we share, and what we let ourselves call normal. Let that be the part we pass on.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00bfEn qu\u00e9 momento deja de ser noticia?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Belinda Covarrubias<\/em><\/p>\n

La semana pasada se desat\u00f3 una pelea entre adultos durante una graduaci\u00f3n de k\u00ednder en la escuela Queen of Apostles, en el Old South End, el barrio del sur antiguo de Toledo. Comenz\u00f3, seg\u00fan todos los relatos, por un asunto de asientos. Pero no qued\u00f3 ah\u00ed. Quien haya visto el video sabe que no fue un simple forcejeo. Fue terrible. Fue violencia extrema, dentro de una escuela, en una ma\u00f1ana que deb\u00eda celebrar a ni\u00f1os de cinco y seis a\u00f1os. Una mujer fue arrestada y acusada. Otra persona termin\u00f3 en el hospital. Los ni\u00f1os estaban abajo ensayando y se mantuvieron a salvo, y el d\u00eda sigui\u00f3 su curso. Y aunque no pretendo restarle gravedad a nada de eso, no es de lo que vengo a hablar. De lo que quiero hablar es de lo que pas\u00f3 despu\u00e9s, y de lo que sigue pasando.<\/p>\n

El video sali\u00f3 de la escuela. Pas\u00f3 de unos cuantos celulares en aquel sal\u00f3n a la televisi\u00f3n local, a medios de otros estados, a sitios nacionales que existen para convertir una ma\u00f1ana terrible en un chiste. Lleg\u00f3 a Telemundo y a los medios en espa\u00f1ol de todo el pa\u00eds, e incluso m\u00e1s all\u00e1 de nuestras fronteras. As\u00ed que nuestra propia comunidad tuvo que verse expuesta para que personas desconocidas se rieran de ella. Para el fin de semana, gente que jam\u00e1s pondr\u00e1 un pie en el Old South End de Toledo ya se hab\u00eda formado una idea completa de nosotros a partir de quince segundos de nuestro peor momento.<\/p>\n

Yo crec\u00ed en este barrio. Soy hija de trabajadores migrantes que vinieron aqu\u00ed a construir algo. Amo este lugar, y tambi\u00e9n lo conozco con honestidad. De ni\u00f1a vi mucha violencia. Era algo normal en los entornos en los que viv\u00ed, tan normal que mold\u00f3 la forma en que mi mente aprendi\u00f3 a esperar que funcionara el mundo. He dedicado a\u00f1os, a\u00f1os de verdad, de terapia y de trabajo interior a deshacer eso, a ense\u00f1arle a mi sistema nervioso que una voz alzada no siempre es una amenaza.<\/p>\n

Por eso, cuando vi ese video siendo ya adulta, no me cay\u00f3 como le cae a un extra\u00f1o que pasa el dedo por la pantalla buscando entretenerse. Me jal\u00f3 directo al pasado, y me record\u00f3 cu\u00e1nto me ha costado salir de ese lugar y lo f\u00e1cil que un solo video puede regresarte a \u00e9l. No cuento esto para que sientan l\u00e1stima por m\u00ed, sino porque no soy la \u00fanica. Hay personas en esta comunidad, ni\u00f1os y adultos, para quienes esas im\u00e1genes no son contenido. Son un recuerdo.<\/p>\n

Y esto es lo que provoca repetirlo una y otra vez. Cuando la violencia se comparte sin parar, deja de ser algo terrible que ocurri\u00f3 y se convierte en algo que se mira. As\u00ed es como se vuelve normal. Uno ve suficiente y deja de inmutarse, hasta que la violencia se vuelve cotidiana, luego entretenimiento, y casi una costumbre. Lo s\u00e9 porque lo viv\u00ed. Por eso pienso en nuestros ni\u00f1os, que ya est\u00e1n creciendo con un tel\u00e9fono en la mano, viendo los mismos videos que nosotros. Les estamos ense\u00f1ando, con cada vez que se vuelve a publicar, que el peor momento de un vecino es algo a lo que uno le da reproducir.<\/p>\n

No espero que la prensa ignore un arresto por delito grave en la graduaci\u00f3n de unos ni\u00f1os. Esa es una noticia real y reportarla es su trabajo. No le estoy pidiendo a nadie que finja que no pas\u00f3. Pero una cosa es informar que algo ocurri\u00f3, y otra muy distinta es repetir el video durante d\u00edas, cuando la noticia ya se cont\u00f3. Otras personas tambi\u00e9n se dieron cuenta. Le\u00ed los comentarios debajo de esas publicaciones preguntando cu\u00e1ntas veces m\u00e1s iban a compartir el mismo video. Si uno estaba en las redes sociales o viendo las noticias locales la semana pasada, era casi imposible no verlo. En alg\u00fan punto, informar se convierte en repetir. \u00bfCu\u00e1l es el prop\u00f3sito de publicar el mismo momento violento una y otra vez, d\u00eda tras d\u00eda? Ya no es informaci\u00f3n. Es una herida que se mantiene abierta.<\/p>\n

Quiero decir esto directamente a WTOL 11 y a 13abc, porque son nuestros, son locales, y conocen a esta comunidad. Pasar ese video una y otra vez fue una decisi\u00f3n. Volverlo a publicar fue una decisi\u00f3n. Volverlo a compartir fue una decisi\u00f3n. Y cada una de esas decisiones se toma sobre un barrio cuyas familias no son due\u00f1as de las c\u00e1maras y no tienen voz para decidir cu\u00e1nto tiempo permanece su peor d\u00eda en la pantalla. \u00bfLo habr\u00edan repetido con las mismas ganas si hubiera ocurrido en una zona m\u00e1s adinerada de la ciudad? No lo s\u00e9. Pero esta es una comunidad que ya carga con mucho en contra, y lo m\u00ednimo que merece es que sus momentos m\u00e1s dif\u00edciles no se conviertan en lo que se repite sin cesar. Quiero que nuestras estaciones locales reflexionen sobre eso. No sobre si deben reportarlo una vez. Sino sobre si reportarlo otra vez, y publicarlo otra vez, y compartirlo otra vez le sirvi\u00f3 a alguien, o solo al algoritmo.<\/p>\n

Y no son solo las estaciones. Tambi\u00e9n somos nosotros. Cada vez que uno de nosotros lo vuelve a publicar, le toma captura, lo manda a un grupo con una carita riendo, lo llevamos m\u00e1s lejos. Decidimos que el peor minuto de un vecino vale la pena compartirlo otra vez. Las plataformas lo premian, porque la indignaci\u00f3n y la violencia viajan m\u00e1s r\u00e1pido que casi cualquier otra cosa, y nosotros las alimentamos. Podemos dejar de alimentarlas.<\/p>\n

As\u00ed que esto es lo que pido, como alguien que trabaja todos los d\u00edas con los ni\u00f1os y las familias de este barrio y que tambi\u00e9n se cri\u00f3 en \u00e9l. Cuando vea las im\u00e1genes del peor momento de una persona real, det\u00e9ngase antes de compartirlas. Preg\u00fantese a qui\u00e9n le sirve. La respuesta casi siempre es a nadie. Pase de largo. D\u00e9jelo morir en lugar de seguir carg\u00e1ndolo. Y preste atenci\u00f3n a lo que una dieta constante de esto le hace a su mente y a la de sus hijos. No le informa a nadie. No le ayuda a nadie. Normaliza la violencia, y somos nosotros quienes podemos dejar de permitirlo.<\/p>\n

Somos una comunidad fuerte. Somos una buena comunidad, con buenas escuelas y buenas familias y gente que se levanta todos los d\u00edas a trabajar duro y con honradez. Tenemos much\u00edsimo que vale la pena contarle al resto del pa\u00eds, y nada de eso cabe en un video de quince segundos, que es justamente por lo que nada de eso viaj\u00f3 como lo hizo la pelea. No siempre podemos controlar lo que sucede. S\u00ed podemos controlar lo que elegimos llevar adelante, y lo que nos negamos a cargar. No somos un espect\u00e1culo. No somos contenido. No somos entretenimiento. Y nuestros ni\u00f1os aprenden de lo que vemos, de lo que compartimos, y de lo que nos permitimos llamar normal. Que sea eso lo que transmitamos.<\/p>\n

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