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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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Learning to operate a typewriter well enough to churn out university English papers is one of those skills that's been dumbed down hard. There are higher skills gained as one navigates the minefield of footnotes inside margins.

The bar is raised considerably higher in j-school. At each student's "desk" is a full size manual typewriter. All receive a single sheet of misdirections, red herrings, irrelevant facts and inconsistently spelled names peppering an actual bit of verifiable fact. The first student to turn in a clean piece of news copy - clean as in both error-free and coherently written - receives the grade. All others receive a Fail. Unclear if this is still taught anywhere.
 
Learning to operate a typewriter well enough to churn out university English papers is one of those skills that's been dumbed down hard. There are higher skills gained as one navigates the minefield of footnotes inside margins.

The bar is raised considerably higher in j-school. At each student's "desk" is a full size manual typewriter. All receive a single sheet of misdirections, red herrings, irrelevant facts and inconsistently spelled names peppering an actual bit of verifiable fact. The first student to turn in a clean piece of news copy - clean as in both error-free and coherently written - receives the grade. All others receive a Fail. Unclear if this is still taught anywhere.
Think that went out of use at about the same time as the ducking stool....:whistle:.....
 
A second set of eyes on copy is always good form.

The top newsroom job belonged to the editors who sign off the pages before they go to camera. The local funny paper here ... my professional view is the paper is irresponsible. This goes all the way to the top, of course. Whoever that is.

More than one newspaper closed, not because of unprofitability, because they weren't profitable enough for the owners.
 
Learning to operate a typewriter well enough to churn out university English papers is one of those skills that's been dumbed down hard. There are higher skills gained as one navigates the minefield of footnotes inside margins.

The bar is raised considerably higher in j-school. At each student's "desk" is a full size manual typewriter. All receive a single sheet of misdirections, red herrings, irrelevant facts and inconsistently spelled names peppering an actual bit of verifiable fact. The first student to turn in a clean piece of news copy - clean as in both error-free and coherently written - receives the grade. All others receive a Fail. Unclear if this is still taught anywhere.
I have a daughter in law who's a J school grad. She doesnt understand the difference between reportage and op-ed. She cant write a useful lede, or or use correct grammar. She abandoned journalism when she discovered that entry level dailies dont pay 150k for a lifestyle commentator. She thought she could make serious money going to rock concerts and writing about how awesome they are.

She found a different career path in banking. She monitors IT security compliance.
 
A 'Proper' Journalist would have a bar on the table in the pool.....

:rolleyes:

A bar on the table in the pool would be far beyond the economic reach of most proper journalists "in the day".

When I jumped ship from the newsroom, the only late model cars in the lot belonged to the publisher and two department heads. When I was called to interview for the new gig, they put me on a plane, picked me up in a limo and dropped me off at the employee entrance. And there is an entire sea of late model cars, and parked right at the front door a Lotus Esprit in BRG. I want to work here, something inside of me said.
 
A bar on the table in the pool would be far beyond the economic reach of most proper journalists "in the day".

When I jumped ship from the newsroom, the only late model cars in the lot belonged to the publisher and two department heads. When I was called to interview for the new gig, they put me on a plane, picked me up in a limo and dropped me off at the employee entrance. And there is an entire sea of late model cars, and parked right at the front door a Lotus Esprit in BRG. I want to work here, something inside of me said.
...and then you discovered that the whole lot was assigned to the business and advertising depts, right?
 
The Esprit was a Turbo SE.

Human Remains is not the source of all evil, but it goes through there on its way to you. The beeper I carry by contract is a pretty big milestone, I mean big millstone. Pre-cell phone and all, you know.

Believed I was doing something good there, for a while.

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