Karadžić cut to the quick: ‘Do you think that you managed to retain your objectivity?’ I tried to explain something to the judges: that in the past I misused the word ‘objectivity’ when I meant ‘neutrality’. ‘When something is fact-specific, I remain objective,’ I said, but ‘I do not attempt to be neutral. I’m not neutral between the camp guards and the prisoners, between the raped women and the rapists…I can’t in all honesty sit here in court and say I am or want to be neutral over this kind of violence.’
All journalism is advocacy journalism. No matter how it’s presented, every report by every reporter advances someone’s point of view. The advocacy can be hidden, as it is in the monotone narration of a news anchor for a big network like CBS or NBC (where the biases of advertisers and corporate backers like GE are disguised in a thousand subtle ways), or it can be out in the open, as it proudly is with Greenwald, or graspingly with Sorkin, or institutionally with a company like Fox.
A reporter was having her wedding when the quake hit Sichuan today. She went to work immediately. via
^REAL-LIFE LOIS LANE, RIGHT HERE.^
The most amusing thing is this IS exactly how the BBC report on practically everything.
this was exactly like watching the BBC news oh my god
Not just the BBC — this looks like more than one “special report” I’ve seen in an American broadcast news program.
where every time a man (allegedly) brutally killed a woman it was endlessly covered by all mainstream news networks all the time and everyone knew all about it?
You know what they say, “Dog bites man” is everyday life, “Man bites dog” is a headline. It’s so common that it doesn’t even merit a second glance, not that it’s a good thing.
Hed from the Ulster Gazette (Northern Ireland).
~ via Romenesko
New York Post front page for Thursday, April 11, 2013
Well done, NY Post
The NY Post is an evil evil rag. But this is why everyone in New York reads it. It would be a devastating blow to the character of our city to be without its particular brand of trash.
The NYP is so trashy, but one of my desert island, top 5 all-time dream jobs has always been to be a copy editor there, just to be able to make up the glorious heds they use.
Perhaps the most (in)famous is Headless Body in Topless Bar, which has long been considered the ne plus ultra of trashy, punny heds.
Why you should be in passionate horny love with Elizabeth ‘Nellie Bly’ Cochrane
- Born in 1864/65, Elizabeth, one of 15 children, was always ‘the rebellious one’. Fierce as fuck from an early age, she testified against her abusive stepfather in her mother’s divorce trial.
- In 1880 she enrolled in a teacher-training college but had to leave after her first semester due to lack of funding - then moved to Pittsburgh to help run a goddamn boarding school.
- This is where we get to the good shit. Age 18, she wrote a letter-to-the-editor of the Pittsburgh Dispatch bitchslapping the everloving fuck out of a sexist ballsack of an article entitled ‘What Girls Are Good For’.
- The editor was so goddamn wooed by her razor-sharp tongue that he RAN AN AD asking her to identify herself. Elizabeth owned up, and was hired instantaneously, her badassery radiating from her pores and intoxicating all within a twenty mile radius.
- Working under the pen-name Nellie Bly, Elizabeth kicked the butts of morons everywhere, writing articles aimed at social justice, particularly labour laws to protect working ‘girls’ and reform of Pennsylvania’s divorce law, which greatly favoured men.
- Not content with changing the world from behind her desk, Elizabeth became a founding mother of investigative journalism. She was expelled from Mexico for exposing political corruption, and henceforth wrapped in cotton wool by her editors. Infuriated by their mollycoddling, Lizzie left them a note essentially telling them to fuck themselves and hot footed it to NYC. She was still only 23.
- Within six months she was hired by Joseph fucking Pulitzer himself, and continued her batshit crazy investigations uninhibited. Her very first assingment had her feigning mental illness to expose repulsive conditions in Blackwell’s Island Insane Asylum. Her cutting report was so fucking horrifying, compelling and persuasive that it triggered public and political action, leading to reform of the institution.
- In the next couple of years she had herself thrown in jail and hired by a sweatshop, all for shits and giggles. Oh, and to uncover incomprehensible injustice, cruelty, poverty, and the concealed, heinous treatment of the vulnerable and voiceless.
- But was pioneering journalism, social revolution and batshit badassery enough for our Liz? Like fuck it was. On a whim Nellie did what any self-respecting 25 year old woman in the 1800s would do - she emulated Jules Verne’s Around the World in Eighty Days, and did it in 72.
- Millions followed her journey, and its appeal to a semi-literate populace resulted in greatly increased newspaper readership. So while travelling the entire globe (IN THE 1800s, AS A WOMAN) by ship, train, burro and balloon, she helped the world to read.
- Having essentially conquered the entire goddamn universe before hitting 30, Nellie retired, and wed 72 year old industrialist Robert Seaman. Their marriage was a happy one, and after his death she took over Iron Clad Manufacturing Co.
- But Lizzie was a writer, what would she know about the metal industry? Well, she INVENTED the steel barrel that became the model for the widely used 55-gallon drum and turned her inherited businesses into multimillion-dollar companies, so apparently a fuck ton.
- Furthermore, she set a precedent for working conditions, ensuring her workers had good pay, gymnasiums, staffed libraries, and health care, all completely unheard of at the time, while still writing to further the plight of the Suffragette movement.
- Nellie may have died age 58 of pneumonia, but HBICs live on forever.
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