There was a time when Sesame Street taught us more than just numbers and letters. It taught us empathy. It introduced diversity and kindness to millions of kids across rural and urban America alike. Bob Ross calmed stormy minds with his quiet landscapes and happy trees. Julia Child brought the world to our dinner tables, and countless PBS documentaries, music specials, and local stories opened minds far beyond what a commercial network would ever dare to offer.
That was before one man decided it was time to kill it all.
Donald Trump—born into wealth, raised with nannies, never a day without privilege—has no connection to the public broadcasting that shaped generations. To him, it’s irrelevant noise. But to the rest of us—those of us who grew up without cable, without private schools, without silver spoons—PBS was a lifeline. It was education when school wasn’t enough. It was art when there was no local gallery. It was truth when spin ruled the airwaves. And now, it’s on the chopping block.
Trump and his allies say defunding PBS is about “controlling the debt.” But don’t be fooled. The total annual federal support for public broadcasting is about $9 billion—a drop in the bucket. Meanwhile, the so-called “Big Beautiful Bill” backed by this same administration is projected to add $3 trillion to the national debt. So let’s stop pretending this is about balancing the budget. The numbers don’t lie, even if the people pushing them do. This is about silencing a platform they can’t control—a network that tells stories without corporate sponsorships or partisan filters. It’s about wiping out one of the last bastions of truly independent American media.
For rural communities like mine, PBS isn’t just television—it’s infrastructure. Our local station promotes small-town businesses. It showcases local artists. It uplifts regional voices that would otherwise go unheard. My own business has been featured by PBS, giving us exposure we could never afford to buy. It’s one of the few media outlets left that sees value in stories that aren’t backed by billion-dollar ad buys. And that’s exactly why they want it gone.
Just yesterday, CBS announced the cancellation of Stephen Colbert’s show. The official reason? Financial constraints. But let’s be honest—that’s a convenient lie. The network is seeking regulatory approval for a major media merger, and with the FCC now stacked with Trump loyalists, broadcasters are playing along to win favors. They’re silencing dissent in exchange for corporate green lights. It’s cowardice dressed up as pragmatism.
This isn’t some new playbook. We’ve seen it before. In the 1950s, Senator Joe McCarthy tried to terrorize the press and blacklist anyone who didn’t fall in line. It took one man—Edward R. Murrow—to say “enough.” Murrow didn’t cave to fear. He stood for truth at a time when speaking up could end your career. If he were alive today, he’d be sickened to see how quickly so many in today’s media fold under the weight of political pressure and ad revenue forecasts.
PBS isn’t perfect, but it’s one of the last American institutions that puts public service above private profit. It’s not owned by billionaires. It doesn’t cater to advertisers. That’s why they want it gone. Because you can’t control a media outlet that doesn’t need your money or your approval.
This isn’t about fiscal conservatism. It’s about authoritarianism creeping in under the radar. You don’t need to burn books when you can starve the libraries. You don’t need to shut down newspapers when you can bankrupt public media. You don’t need to ban free speech when you can simply drown it out with noise from a dozen corporate echo chambers.
We are watching the slow and calculated dismantling of America’s independent media—starting with the quietest voice in the room. But make no mistake: once Big Bird is silenced, the rest will follow.
To the media executives who are bowing their heads and holding their tongues: you weren’t hired to protect your stock price. You were entrusted with the truth. Do your damn jobs.
To the public: fight for PBS like it once fought for you. Donate. Write. Call your representatives. Because once it’s gone, your children and grandchildren won’t know what they’ve lost. They’ll only know the noise that replaced it.
This is how it happens. Not with a bang, but with a budget cut. One man, one grudge, and the cowardice of those who let him get away with it.
We should all be ashamed—and we should all start fighting back.
Paul Mrocka
A Veteran. An American. A Fighter for Justice.
Still standing, still speaking, still believing in what’s right.