Category: Musings
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Where Have All the Flowers — and Years — Gone? To Paraphrase a Song
I remember back in my 20s (pictured above, working at the Los Angeles Herald-Examiner), time seemed to belong to other people. “They” got old,…
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They Used to Call Me Mr. Unlucky — Egads, Were They Right?
Here’s a tale of woe I found today on an old hard drive uncovered in the dust of time. It was written as the…
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State of the Art: Wherefore Art Thou, True Journalism?
When it comes to modern-day journalism, the state of the art is that there is none. It’s basically all manipulation, cover-up, and brainwashing. I…