My old craft, journalism, has sunk to new lows and I figure it’s time to abandon my 45-year-old battle for neutral reporting of the facts in favour of wallowing in the mire like everyone else.
That leads to a new feature designed to kick-start a campaign to bring more frequent changes in content to the web site by offering a regular twist on the news. (I’m the expert on being regularly twisted.)
Let’s leave any introductions at that and just launch into it.
My niece-in-law arrived at our house just hours after serving as a delegate to the Liberal Party policy convention and we greeted her with the relief normally accorded to survivors of a combat tour in Afghanistan, an Italian cruise ship vacation or the line-up stampede for a new Apple product.
“You poor Dear. Did they force you to accept a contract kickback or, even worse, make one? Did they charge you $125,000 for photocopies?! Continue reading →
Man, I weep for my former profession, the once-honourable calling of journalism which coincidentally went all to hell after I left it.
An allegedly responsible TV news show had on one of those shyster mediums the other night and the vacuous baritone host was all overcome gushing in awe as the dishevelled all-seeing-eye dog assured him that a whole bunch of her predictions for 2011 had come true.
You have to question the “gift” claimed by these hooey-mongers from the get-go, calling themselves mediums when this fraud tended toward the extra-large.