Journalism without a moral position is impossible. Every journalist is a moralist. It's absolutely unavoidable.

Journalism without a moral position is impossible. Every journalist is a moralist. It's absolutely unavoidable.

He comes, the herald of a noisy world,
With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;
News read more

He comes, the herald of a noisy world,
With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;
News from all nations lumbering at his back.

To serve thy generation, this thy fate:
"Written in water," swiftly fades thy name;
But he who read more

To serve thy generation, this thy fate:
"Written in water," swiftly fades thy name;
But he who loves his kind does, first and late,
A work too late for fame.

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.

Generally speaking, the best people nowadays go into journalism, the second best into business, the rubbish into politics and the read more

Generally speaking, the best people nowadays go into journalism, the second best into business, the rubbish into politics and the shits into law

I read the newspaper avidly. It is my one form of continuous fiction.

I read the newspaper avidly. It is my one form of continuous fiction.

Advertisements are of great use to the vulgar. First of all, as
they are instruments of ambition. A man read more

Advertisements are of great use to the vulgar. First of all, as
they are instruments of ambition. A man that is by no means big
enough for the Gazette, may easily creep into the advertisements;
by which means we often see an apothecary in the same paper of
news with a plenipotentiary, or a running footman with an
ambassador.

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.

Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in read more

Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in a' your coats,
I rede you tent it:
A chield's amang you takin notes,
And, faith, he'll prent it.