If journalism is the first rough draft of history, fact-checking is the red pen that keeps it honest. Whether you’re a reporter, a researcher, or just tired of Facebook bullshit, learning to fact-check is a non-negotiable skill in the Disinformation Age.
Government & Politics: official government sites (.gov), CBO, GAO, Congress.gov (even though you’ll get bullshit, know the formal line).
News: AP, Reuters, BBC, NPR (for now), ProPublica
History: National Archives, university libraries, JSTOR
And yes, Wikipedia can be a decent starting point, but never an ending point.
⚖️ 3.
Cross-Verify With Multiple Sources
One article isn’t gospel. Look for independent agreement from at least two credible, unaffiliated sources. If they all point to the same conclusion, you’re on solid ground.
Look especially for:
Date of publication (Is the info still relevant?)
Author expertise (Is this person qualified?)
Bias detection (Does this source profit from spinning the story?)
🧠 4.
Know the Red Flags of BS
If any of these show up, proceed with extreme skepticism:
“They don’t want you to know this…”
No byline or source citation
URLs ending in “.co” or strange domains
Outrage-based headlines in ALL CAPS
Grainy screenshots of tweets passed off as “news”
Emotion is the currency of misinformation. If it makes your blood boil before it makes you think — pause.
Archive Searches: Wayback Machine (to see deleted or edited pages)
Domain Checkers: Whois Lookup (to see who’s behind a sketchy site)
Bot Detection: Bot Sentinel for social media trolls
🗣️ 8.
When in Doubt, Ask an Expert
Email or call a professor, a researcher, a public official. Experts — real ones — usually welcome clarity.
🧾 9.
Document Everything
If you’re publishing or sharing, always link to your source. Keep screenshots of edited or deleted material. Receipts matter.
🧨 10.
Be Willing to Be Wrong
The hardest part of fact-checking isn’t doing the research. It’s updating your own beliefs when the facts demand it. You’re not here to win an argument. You’re here to find the truth.
You are exactly a fifth my age yet you are nearly a quarter century older.
What resembles time from that angle? Do you see us as two shadows stretching long in late light, aware the day does end, yet grateful for each warm spill of sun across our backs?
Maybe we walk different arcs, but we share this sky, this brief bright hour — and that is enough to carry us forward, together, into whatever dusk brings.