Fact Checking Teams Introduce J-Experts.

A collaborative effort is underway to protect journalism and democracy.

In the age of social media, anyone can claim to be a journalist posing a challenge for fact-checkers who defend against ‘misinformation’ and ‘disinformation’. It’s an imperative issue that needs attention according to classical state propagandists who don’t like Johnny-call-me-Jenny-Come-Lately’s cramping their style encroaching on their exclusive right to manipulate and lie.

It is an emerging immediate threat to democracy they say.

According to some mathematical models generated by NPC-NGOs, disinformation increases racism, leads to heart attacks and strokes, increases autism, as well as potentially leads to the end of the world by 2030. “This is why Agenda 2030 chose 2030 as the cut-off date,” Stephanie Grunt at Women For Global Reset Agenda And Interior Design revealed in a telephone conversation. “The world will end if we don’t step in and do the right thing. And that right thing is whatever our Superdastic K-100 models tell us.

J-Expert: Caressing and protecting democracy.

Given the grave gravity of the grim situation, fact-checking organizations have established a new cape-wearing hero. The ‘J-Expert’.

What’s a ‘J-Expert?’

“A J-Expert wears a cape and flannel tights who protects democracy and with it brings great responsibility. We select our candidates carefully from the best DEI leftovers like roasters who choose coffee beans. Except it’s not Folgers in a cup but democracy hero in a cup.” a Professor of Artistic Misinformative Propaganda at the University of St. Louis at Boogaloo explained.

“It’s a fairly new concept in the fact-checking field. Like recruiting fact checkers, the barriers to entry are low. All you need to have is a can-do smart-ass attitude, be a chartered member of a victim class, a pencil, and a laptop and a-way you go, “

Carl is such a J-expert. As of now, he’s the only J-expert in the world. We interviewed him from his tiny 1/2 apartment in San Francisco.

Letting a long bored yawn he explained his thought process on how he goes about determining who is a journalist and who isn’t. “First of all, it’s he/him. Ok? Ok. I use the Tucker Carlson line. If someone sounds like Tucker they’re not only not a journalist but a dangerous extremist and I report them to the appropriate thought-authorities. Another must is that a journalist reports what’s appropriate to report. If another paper is saying ‘X’ then your job is to stay with ‘X’. Don’t try and show you’re smarter by doing your own ‘research’ and wanting to ‘understand’ the enemy’s point of view. Stay within the constructed consensus. This is how we maintain democracy,” he continued taking a long slurp of her Americano.

What makes a journalist? “Gotta use a tiny mic while pointing to articles in the background on TikTok for starters,” Carl responded.

In his final comments, Carl intimated that he knew nothing of history and had no interest in knowing anything before he was born. “All that does is confuse and challenge my J-experise. We only look to the past if it can expand power. If not, it’s useless noise. I can’t be bothered to know that which is contradictory to the history we carve today. And what happens when it is? Well, we just bend history to our commands.”

He takes a long pause. And with a proud grin adds, “It’s a great gig.”

Carl gets up and stretches. Looks outside the window onto the alley down below from his apartment takes a whiff, and closes his eyes. Softly he exclaims, “The smell of success. A gig of a lifetime.’