In May 2025 when Jonathan Capehart's memoir came out, he was the associate editor of the Washington Post, the newspaper where he had analyzed and written about the news since 2007. Eventually, with a mandate from the top to write optimistically about the country and the future, he left the paper, saying he could not write optimistically about "democracy in peril" as he (and many others) see it.
He remains a political analyst for PBS News and is launching a Substack presence. (I write this cautiously, knowing that plans can change in the blink of an eye.)
Jonathan's father died when Jonathan was four months old, and he was raised by his mother, largely in Newark, N.J., scarcely known as the land of opportunity. Summers he spent with relatives in rural North Carolina. Yet, Capehart worked as hard as anyone I've ever read about, becoming one of the country's most respected journalists, winner of a Pulitzer Prize.
He went to a small, highly respected Midwestern College, Carleton, and worked day and night, sometimes for free, building a network of people who knew him and knew his work. Gene Shalit, the guy with the mustache on The Today Show, taught the earnest intern to tie a bow tie. Jonathan and his spouse Nick were married by former Attorney General Eric Holder.
If a young, gay, Black man with no family connections can scale the journalistic heights as he has, it should encourage and inspire us all.