A Cache of Knowledge or a Nest of Falshoods?

I've been thinking a lot recently about the responsibility of artists to be as truthful and clear as possible. Frequently when I'm discussing an issue with a friend, I will just toss off an idea that I haven't thought thoroughly about because it kind of fits what I want to say. In a discussion setting, my friend can call me on it, and a real dialogue ensues. In art, it is not so easy. While much art is responsive to other works, they can only present their creator's message with one face, which often leads to confusion as to the piece's meaning or else too much simplicity, depth being sacrificed for clarity's sake. Life is complicated, and dialogue is required in order to help sort it out. Lately, when I've been writing for the newspaper, I'm struck with almost a fear of the sort of conversational laziness that I indulge in with my friend. Without my knowledgable friends to help keep my musings in check, I worry that I might send something to print that is untrue or incomplete, simply because I have a deadline and not an extensive amount of time to always think through what I'm saying. Further, as my recent review points toward, people seem more inclined to believe something if they see it presented in a more "official" medium. The film industry is often guilty of fancifying factual events to create a more photogenic story. Likewise, my writing at times might be guilty of hyperbole or exaggeration, simply to emphasize a point. It's a responsibility that I worry about, but must embrace. Anyway, there is now an author archive that you can access to see my old pieces. If you object to some of the things I've said, I'd love to discuss it. In the meantime, I'll continue marching forward in determination and hopefully in awareness.