Great post by Charles Hill. Reporting used to be a blue collar job, it's been a downhill slide since it became a "profession."
>>Back in the day, to use an idiom that would never have been tolerated back in the day, we had reporters: scrappy fellows who knew every trick in the book, every source in the back alley, every button to push to get past the predilections of that one particular editor.
There are still a few such out there — I’ve seen some locally, even — but the national scene is dominated, not by reporters, but by journalists, who, says Stacy McCain, are a different breed entirely:
To be a journalist in Washington is to live one’s life surrounded by men who have never driven 110 mph, never spent a night in jail, and never won a fight in their lives.
The upper echelons of American journalism have become the exclusive monopoly of former teacher’s pets, who as children were never sent to the principal’s office, who as teenagers were never suspended for showing up drunk for chemistry class, who as college students never woke up at 6:30 a.m. on the porch of the ATO house, who never played in a rock band or sold a pound of weed or dove from a 50-foot cliff into an abandoned rock quarry.
Washington journalism is like some kind of perverse alternative reality where the Beta males are dominant.
I guess this should have been a post, not left in the comments. I'll never entirely get my head around this internets thing. Eric's list is a little more illustrious, he was always the smart one. :)
1. I think we were at the same concert in 74. Was it the one where Aerosmith played backup to Deep Purple? Deep Purple sucked after hearing Aerosmith, Deep Purple's stupid smoke and light show notwithstanding. Aerosmith had Dillon Stadium shakin!
I remember the crowd hollering "Bring back those Boston guys!" Nobody had heard of them before.
2. I rode a camel at age 4 and dug up skulls at age 11. Fun being a military brat. :)
3. Candace Bergen patted me on the head once and told me what a cute boy I was. I was 5, she was 11, it never would have worked out.
3. Was a supernumerary with Connecticut Opera for 5 years, they are now defunct after 67 years in operation. Stoopid bastages....
4. Had a used bookshop for 3 years pre-internet. Most fun employment I ever had that didn't make money.
5. Made drinks for Frank Sinatra Jr. and Professor Peter Schieckle aka PDQ Bach when I tended bar at a hotel. I used to bring in my own CDs to play in the bar, played Stump the Band with Frank and his entourage. They guessed most everything, except when I played Arthur Prysock. No one in the band got it. Frank guessed Billy Eckstine first, then he got it the second try. Frank Jr. is a very generous tipper. :)
6. Came back from Oklahoma after 7 years with only 5 adopted dogs to show for it. One was so mean I had to have a fence installed that cost $9,000. Now my nice rolling property resembles a compound.
7. I weigh the same and have the same waist size now as when I was in high school. Thanks mom!
8. I once worked as a drug and alcohol counselor. I think I was more effective when I tended bar.
>>Steny Hoyer, the guy Pelosi didn’t want for number two when she was pushing that libelmongering pork-enthusiast Murtha, on the House floor re Pelosi’s current woes. Politico:
Rep. Cantor: “I share with the gentleman the notion we need to follow the law. But if there is somehow a belief, and I’d ask the gentleman whether he shares this belief, that somehow the CIA or others have intentionally misled this body, because that seems to be some concern that has been raised today? And I yield.”
House Majority Leader Steny Hoyer: “I have no idea of that, don’t have a belief of that nature because I have no basis on which to base such a belief. And I certainly hope that’s not the case. I don’t draw that conclusion.
So Hoyer has no basis on which to base a belief that the CIA has misled Congress. He certainly hopes that’s not the case. He doesn’t draw that conclusion.
That sounds a lot like the sound you hear when a House Speaker gets thrown under a bus.
"Based on claims made on your product's label, we have determined that your Cheerios Toasted Whole Grain Oat Cereal is promoted for conditions that cause it to be a drug," the FDA said in a letter to General Mills which was posted on the federal agency's website Tuesday. Alternet
The FDA's letter is a riot. They're claiming General Mills is making an "unauthorized health claim" on its website by saying, "Heart-healthy diets rich in whole grain foods, can reduce the risk of heart disease."
The letter concludes with "Please send your reply to the attention of Tyra S. Wisecup, Compliance Officer, at the address in the letterhead. If you have any questions regarding this letter, please contact Ms. Wisecup at (612) 758-7114."
I can see General Mills having some fun with this, they couldn't have asked for a better ad.
IBD says it's the biggest public lie from a politician since Bill Clinton wagged his finger at us. I don't know if it falls in that category, but it's clear that Nancy Pelosi has been lying about what she was briefed on concerning enhanced interrogation techniques. She has been lying to her caucus and to the public while calling for the heads of all the Republican officials involved. It sounds like Representative Pete Hoekstra, who has seen the CIA memos concerning what congressmen were told, sounds like he knows that he has Pelosi in his sights and is ready to pull the trigger that will expose her lies even more publicly.
By a margin of 33-14, the Senate contemptuously returned this first Mother’s Day resolution to committee. But a few constitutionalist pettifoggers were not going to stop Anna Jarvis. She enlisted the potent support of the World’s Sunday School Association. By 1914, members of Congress were falling all over each other in praise of a federally sanctioned day of maternal homage. Mother’s Day, celebrated on the second Sunday of May, was here to stay.
(The logical companion to Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, took decades to catch on, despite assiduous propagandizing by the necktie industry.)
But a funny thing happened on the way to the florist. Anna Jarvis, the mother of Mother’s Day, became its harshest critic.
Jarvis denounced the greeting card and gift and candy manufacturers who battened on her day. In vain, she urged sons and daughters to buy buttons instead of flowers for mom; she called greeting cards “a poor excuse for the letter you are too lazy to write.” The embittered Jarvis concluded that “charlatans, bandits, pirates, racketeers, kidnappers and other termites” had corrupted “with their greed one of the finest, noblest, truest Movements and celebrations known.”
The rest of Bill Kauffman's takedown of Mother's Day