get for showing up
We don’t know whether you’ve been following Little Horseshoes, Girl Reporter, as she explains, and clarifies, and over-explains, and backfills as to why journalism ought not to cover issues of national consequence, and ought instead to be shallow and sensational, so as properly to flatter and entertain an ignorant consumer class.
But hey, here she goes again:
Don’t I have obligations as a journalist beyond crass money grasping? Haven’t I been invested with a sacred trust that shouldn’t be held hostage to profit? Indeed I have: to report stories that are factually correct and more importantly, to the best of my knowledge and ability, fundamentally true. But I don’t think that I have a duty to lose vast sums of money doing so–I already took quite a hefty paycut when I devoted my MBA to journalism. I gave, as they say, at the office.
The Atlantic Unbound,
Keened a querulous sound,
As a wave broke over the railin’.
So did everyone else who took their college degree into journalism, from editors on down. Nor do newspaper owners exactly mint money.
And everyone knew,
As McArdle did too,
That the best she could do, it was failin’.
But this is actually sort of besides the point that I was trying to make when I said that newspapers can’t print stories readers don’t want to read. Both my conservative and my liberal commenters have gotten bogged down in an argument about whether it is possible to make a profit selling stories of the kind Glenn Greenwald desires. I doubt it is on mass scale, but it sort of doesn’t matter.
Does anyone know,
Where the love of God goes,
When the prose turns the minutes to hours?
Media outlets have a very good idea of what people read, and if there were vast unmet demand for [serious] stories, editors would have met it.
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The searchers all say,
If she’d stayed an MBA,
Then ruin might never have found her…