Wanted, must have the following skills: good with angry toddlers, infinite patience, ability to reframe from laughing out loud when confronted with stupid arguments.
Actually, yes. Because I was talking about the Village, not actual journalists, just those who claim they are while being stenographers and propagandists.
It's part of his ploy. He intentionally did that knowing that it would only rile up people who thought that he'd actually get to the bottom of all of this.
However, last year he almost lost his hand when the fed raided Mar a logo and found that Trump stole classified documents. Garland was looking really good until this point of faking it all, but then had to pretend like he was investigating into that some more.
Prior to that point, many were already incredibly frustrated with his work and wanted him to take action on the matter asap.
Had he done so, then the raid stuff probably wouldn't have been as important as he would have already made his case. Good thing he waited, because that only meant that he could prolong his efforts to fake all of this even though more and more damning evidence to indict Trump has come forth.
Don’t forget: not long ago we were “the enemy of the people”; so some of us get a little twitchy when we get called vermin to be trundled off to the scaffold.
Pretty much, from day one, our professors in J-school emphasized that, if we did our jobs, we would be loved and hated in equal measures. (There’s a reason why Law and the Press was a required class.) They were right.
Fuck, I did a story about a Hispanic family who got in a gory car wreck, which included the car catching fire, destroying everything they owned because they were living in the car.
So we did a series of stories about the accident, the whole family in the hospital, and people donated money, clothes, etc.
And we endured a good week of nasty callers bitching about us “aiding the illegals.” They were U.S. citizens, but obviously that was irrelevant.
Know why I became a reporter? Not because of my dad, though I think he was pleased I took up the profession (after he died, my mom told everything came to a screeching halt every day so he could listen to my 5:00 pm newscasts—he never said a word about it).
I went to J-school because of Watergate. I lived through a brief period where reporters saved the fucking country. Right then, being a journalist was a noble profession and almost cool, and I could point to my dad and say “There’s one right there!”
That did not last fucking long. To paraphrase Saul Alinsky, “Don’t worry. We’ll weather this storm of approval and come out as hated as ever.”
Your beef is with the publishers. They control the paychecks and the coverage. And, yeah maybe you could quit the NY Times and walk out with your head held high. You’re also walking out on the work you’ve done your whole life at point where you have the most influence (and very likely a mortgage, a kid who needs braces, and an impressive bar tab).
And you do the same thing that everybody does when their job goes sour: you hang on and hope you can ride things out until management changes.
Not to say the profession doesn’t have its lazy suck-ups, compromised reporters, and writers who’d step on a story if they thought it would endanger their access. A lot of times, however, the latter are providing background and connections to the people actually covering the story.
Whenever things look clear and simple, they’re usually complicated as hell.
plus as they work their way up the food chain, they are more likely to find people who will roll over and play dead for the prosecution in exchange for a deal - which will make the case against the head of the org more compelling.
P.S.: I should note that my lion-eyed fellow students and I expected we’d immediately become ace investigative reporters. We then found ourselves hoping an argument would break out between county commissioners because, baby, I am just about asleep here.
Why can't the DOJ just print up a form letter that says "Congress isn't the boss of us, fuck off"? Why does the point person have to be soothing and respectful to these chucklefucks?
Wanted, must have the following skills: good with angry toddlers, infinite patience, ability to reframe from laughing out loud when confronted with stupid arguments.
Nice!
Devin- Don't panic. There are no werecows. Or at least none that would want to eat you.
She was an actual journalist. She was not a villager.
Actually, yes. Because I was talking about the Village, not actual journalists, just those who claim they are while being stenographers and propagandists.
Giuliani is coup coup for caca puffs.
It's part of his ploy. He intentionally did that knowing that it would only rile up people who thought that he'd actually get to the bottom of all of this.
However, last year he almost lost his hand when the fed raided Mar a logo and found that Trump stole classified documents. Garland was looking really good until this point of faking it all, but then had to pretend like he was investigating into that some more.
Prior to that point, many were already incredibly frustrated with his work and wanted him to take action on the matter asap.
Had he done so, then the raid stuff probably wouldn't have been as important as he would have already made his case. Good thing he waited, because that only meant that he could prolong his efforts to fake all of this even though more and more damning evidence to indict Trump has come forth.
Don’t forget: not long ago we were “the enemy of the people”; so some of us get a little twitchy when we get called vermin to be trundled off to the scaffold.
Pretty much, from day one, our professors in J-school emphasized that, if we did our jobs, we would be loved and hated in equal measures. (There’s a reason why Law and the Press was a required class.) They were right.
Fuck, I did a story about a Hispanic family who got in a gory car wreck, which included the car catching fire, destroying everything they owned because they were living in the car.
So we did a series of stories about the accident, the whole family in the hospital, and people donated money, clothes, etc.
And we endured a good week of nasty callers bitching about us “aiding the illegals.” They were U.S. citizens, but obviously that was irrelevant.
Know why I became a reporter? Not because of my dad, though I think he was pleased I took up the profession (after he died, my mom told everything came to a screeching halt every day so he could listen to my 5:00 pm newscasts—he never said a word about it).
I went to J-school because of Watergate. I lived through a brief period where reporters saved the fucking country. Right then, being a journalist was a noble profession and almost cool, and I could point to my dad and say “There’s one right there!”
That did not last fucking long. To paraphrase Saul Alinsky, “Don’t worry. We’ll weather this storm of approval and come out as hated as ever.”
Your beef is with the publishers. They control the paychecks and the coverage. And, yeah maybe you could quit the NY Times and walk out with your head held high. You’re also walking out on the work you’ve done your whole life at point where you have the most influence (and very likely a mortgage, a kid who needs braces, and an impressive bar tab).
And you do the same thing that everybody does when their job goes sour: you hang on and hope you can ride things out until management changes.
Not to say the profession doesn’t have its lazy suck-ups, compromised reporters, and writers who’d step on a story if they thought it would endanger their access. A lot of times, however, the latter are providing background and connections to the people actually covering the story.
Whenever things look clear and simple, they’re usually complicated as hell.
plus as they work their way up the food chain, they are more likely to find people who will roll over and play dead for the prosecution in exchange for a deal - which will make the case against the head of the org more compelling.
'If the kanga rooed, then no-one's sued!'
'Coffee, I bought them coffee once'
Operate the oilcan under supervision.
P.S.: I should note that my lion-eyed fellow students and I expected we’d immediately become ace investigative reporters. We then found ourselves hoping an argument would break out between county commissioners because, baby, I am just about asleep here.
Miss Ruby is also suing the ever loving fuck out this evil drunk ass .
"The implication was that he might have made false statements to fraudulently bilk the rubes with lies about a stolen election and ongoing litigation.
Ah, humourous understatement. He might have made false statements. I love it.
Why can't the DOJ just print up a form letter that says "Congress isn't the boss of us, fuck off"? Why does the point person have to be soothing and respectful to these chucklefucks?