They consume a considerable quantity of our paper manufacture,
employ our artisans in printing, and find business for great read more

They consume a considerable quantity of our paper manufacture,
employ our artisans in printing, and find business for great
numbers of indigent persons.

Journalism can never be silent: that is its greatest virtue and its greatest fault. It must speak, and speak immediately, read more

Journalism can never be silent: that is its greatest virtue and its greatest fault. It must speak, and speak immediately, while the echoes of wonder, the claims of triumph and the signs of horror are still in the air.

The idea that media is there to educate us, or to inform us, is ridiculous because that's about tenth or read more

The idea that media is there to educate us, or to inform us, is ridiculous because that's about tenth or eleventh on their list.

Journalism consists largely in saying 'Lord Jones died' to people who never knew Lord Jones was alive.

Journalism consists largely in saying 'Lord Jones died' to people who never knew Lord Jones was alive.

A parliament speaking through reporters to Buncombe and the
Twenty-seven millions, mostly fools.

A parliament speaking through reporters to Buncombe and the
Twenty-seven millions, mostly fools.

Wooing the press is an exercise roughly akin to picnicking with a tiger. You might enjoy the meal, but the read more

Wooing the press is an exercise roughly akin to picnicking with a tiger. You might enjoy the meal, but the tiger always eats last.

None of our political writers . . . take notice of any more than
three estates, namely, Kings, Lords read more

None of our political writers . . . take notice of any more than
three estates, namely, Kings, Lords and Commons . . . passing by
in silence that very large and powerful body which form the
fourth estate in the community . . . the Mob.

Journalism - an ability to meet the challenge of filling the space.

Journalism - an ability to meet the challenge of filling the space.

Now the summer's in prime
Wi' the flowers richly blooming,
And the wild mountain thyme
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Now the summer's in prime
Wi' the flowers richly blooming,
And the wild mountain thyme
A' the moorlands perfuming.
To own dear native scenes
Let us journey together,
Where glad innocence reigns
'Mang the braes o' Balquhither.