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Journalism never admits that nothing much is happening.

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One of the sad things about contemporary journalism is that it actually matters very little. The world now is almost inured to the power of journalism. The best journalism would manage to outrage people. And people are less and less inclined to outrage.

quote by David Simon
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If an investigative reporter finds out that someone has been robbing the store, that may be ""gotcha"" journalism, but it's also good journalism.

quote by Ben Bradlee
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All of journalism is a shrinking art. So much of it is hype. The O.J. Simpson story is a landmark in the decline of journalism.

quote by Dick Schaap
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I'm saying that the WMD reporting was not consciously evil. It was bad journalism, even very bad journalism.

quote by Daniel Okrent
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The only school that let me in was U.C. Santa Cruz, which is where I went. They didn't have a journalism program, so I took sociology, which is the closest thing to journalism.

quote by David Talbot
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Nothings Happening By The Sea

Salty river
Falls asleep in the bay
Always gets there
Never early, never late
Nothings happening
Nothings happening by the sea
White waves tumble down
And gently roll back into blue
On wooden seats outside the bar
The couples make their rendezvous
Nothings happening
Nothings happening by the sea
The trouble has been found
Theres too far ups and too many downs
I found a level that feels just right
Theres no mistaking where Im going tonight
Nothings happening
Nothings happening by the sea

song performed by by Chris Rea
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Whats Really Happening

Grown inside a plastic box
Micro thoughts and safety locks
Hearts become outdated clocks
Ticking in your mind
Now its time to close our eyes
Now its time to say goodbye
Now its time to face the lie
That wed never cry
Whats really happening, what tore us apart
Whats really happening
Whats really happening, what tore us apart
Whats really happening
All the clouds are made of glass
And theyre slowly sinking
Falling like the shattered past
Were we built to last?
Whats really happening, what tore us apart
Whats really happening
Whats really happening, what tore us apart
Whats really happening
Now its time to close our eyes
Now its time to say goodbye
Now its time to face the lie
That wed never cry
Whats really happening, what tore us apart
Whats really happening

song performed by by David Bowie
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That Joke Isnt Funny Anymore

Park the car at the side of the road
You should know
Times tide will smother you
And I will too
When you laugh about people who feel so
Very lonely
Their only desire is to die
Well, Im afraid
It doesnt make me smile
I wish I could laugh
But that joke isnt funny anymore
Its too close to home
And its too near the bone
Its too close to home
And its too near the bone
More than youll ever know ...
Kick them when they fall down
Kick them when they fall down
You kick them when they fall down
Kick them when they fall down
You kick them when they fall down
Kick them when they fall down
You kick them when they fall down
Kick them when they fall down
It was dark as I drove the point home
And on cold leather seats
Well, it suddenly struck me
I just might die with a smile on my
Face after all
Ive seen this happen in other peoples
Lives
And now its happening in mine
Ive seen this happen in other peoples
Lives
And now its happening in mine
Ive seen this happen in other peoples
Lives
And now its happening in mine
Ive seen this happen in other peoples
Lives
And now its happening in mine
Oh ...
Ive seen this happen in other peoples
Lives
Oh ...
And now its happening in mine
Happening in mine
Happening in mine
Happening in mine
Happening in mine
Ive seen this happen in other peoples
Lives
Oh ...
And now, now, now its happening in mine
(Ive seen this happen)
Happening in mine
Oh... now, now
Ive seen this happen in other peoples
Lives
Oh ...
And now its happening in mine
(happen)
Happening in mine
Oh ...
Happening in mine
Happening in mine
Happening in mine
Ive seen this happen in other peoples
Lives
Oh ...
And now, now, now its happening in mine
Happening in mine
Mine, mine
Happening in mine

song performed by by Smiths
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But what is the difference between literature and journalism? Journalism is unreadable and literature is not read. That is all.

Oscar Wilde in The Critic as Artist, (1891)
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The difference between literature and journalism is that journalism is unreadable and literature is not read.

quote by Oscar Wilde
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But what is the difference between literature and journalism ...Journalism is unreadable and literature is not read. That is all.

quote by Oscar Wilde
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Yet God is so one that He admits of distinction, and so admits of distinction that He still remains unity.

quote by John Hales
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All the faults of the age come from Christianity and journalism. Christianity, of course, but why journalism?

quote by Frank Harris
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Such Unlikely Lovers

On a hot city day
When your white shirt turns to grey
Thats when shell arrive
When you look how you feel
Someone steps upon your heel
Thats when she will come
Listen now
Im not saying that there will be violins
But dont be surprised if they appear
Playing in some doorway
Still I cant believe that this is happening
Were such unlikely lovers
Though no one seems to notice as they hurry by
Ask me what Im thinking, and I wont deny it
Can you believe its happening?
Can you believe its happening?
There were no magic spells
You can keep the flowers and bells
They just dont seem right
Can it actually be?
Me and you and you and me
Though were like day and night
Listen now
Im not saying that there will be violins
But dont be surprised if they appear
Playing in some doorway
Still I cant believe that this is happening
Were such unlikely lovers
Though no one seems to notice as they hurry by
Ask me what Im feeling, and I wont deny it
Can you believe its happening?
I am bewildered
Can you believe its happening?
Somebody help me
Can you believe its happening?

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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There is a huge difference between journalism and advertising. Journalism aspires to truth. Advertising is regulated for truth. I'll put the accuracy of the average ad in this country up against the average news story any time.

quote by Jef I. Richards
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Would You Stop It? !

Would you let that love that's happening...
Be for you that fills a need?
Or would you stop it,
From not happening.

Would you stop it from not happening?

Would you let that love that's happening,
Be for you that fills a need?
Or would you block it,
From not happening.

Could you block it from not happening?

Conflicting feelings...
Bring on its own pain.
When one turns down what's needed
And they can't admit the needing.

Conflict of feelings,
Is...
What no one needs.

Not a conflict that has meaning,
With some feelings felt unseen.
When one turns down what is needed
And they can't admit the need.

Would you let that love that's happening...
Be for you that fills a need?
Or...
Would you block it,
From not happening?

Would you stop it from not happening,
If we both admit the need...
And let it happen.

Would you let that love that's happening...
Be for us what we need.
Or would you let that love that's happening...
Not to be seen.

Would you let that love that's happening...
Be for you that fills a need?
Or would you block it...
From not happening.

Or would you stop it from not happening.
Not to be ever seen.
Or would you block it from not happening.
Not to feel or be seen.
Or would you stop it from not happening.
Not to be ever seen.
Or would you block it from not happening.
Not to feel or be seen.

Would you let that love that's happening...
Be for you that fills a need?
Or would you block it...
Not to feel or be seen.
Or would you stop it...
Not to be ever seen.
Or would you block it...
Not to feel or be seen.
Or would you stop it...
Not to be ever seen.
Would you stop it? !
To block it.

I'm moving on...
'Cause my feelings felt can not be stopped.
I'm moving on...
'Cause my feelings for you can't be blocked.
I'm moving on...
'Cause my feelings felt can not be stopped.
I'm moving on...
'Cause my feelings for you can't be blocked.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Journalism is concerned with events, poetry with feelings. Journalism is concerned with the look of the world, poetry with the feel of the world.

quote by Archibald MacLeish
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Somethings Happening

(by jerry lynn williams)
Somethings happening, somethings going on.
Somethings happening, something so strong.
Somethings happening, something all over the world.
Spirits moving and its moving fast.
You better get aboard and dont be last.
Somethings happening, something all over the world.
My life has been a series of endless changes,
A constant struggle to be free.
One thing I know for sure now baby,
Its me for you and you for me.
Chorus
First verse
Chorus

song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Outside

Now. not tomorrow
Yesterday
Not tomorrow
It happens today
The damage today
They fall on today
They beat on the outside
And Ill stand by you
Now. not tomorrow
Its happening now
Not tomorrow
Its happening now
The crazed in the hot-zone
The mental and divas hands
The fisting of live
To the music outside
To the music outside
It happens outside
The music is outside
Its happening outside
The music is outside
Its happening, now
Not tomorrow
Yesterday
Not tomorrow
The music is outside
Its happening outside
The music is outside
The music is outside
Outside
Outside
Outside

song performed by by David Bowie
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A Dismissing of the Time They Get

For those who wish were given,
More time to find.
Is it easier,
When they get it.
And when they get it is it,
Found to be more waste of time.

Specific duties,
Are found to be more waste of time.
Priorities,
Are found to be more waste of time.
Those doings to be done,
Are found to be more waste of time.
And nobody admits it,
A dismissing of the time they get.

For those who wish were given,
More time to find.
Is it easier,
When they get it.
And when they get it is it,
Found to be more waste of time.

Specific duties,
Are found to be more waste of time.
Priorities,
Are found to be more waste of time.
And nobody admits it,
A dismissing of the time they get.

Those doings to be done,
Are found to be more waste of time.
And nobody admits it,
A dismissing of the time they get.
And nobody admits it,
A dismissing of the time they get.

Nobody admits it.
Nobody admits it.
Nobody admits it a dismissing of a time they get.
Nobody admits it a dismissing of a time they get.