TUESDAY, OCTOBER 21, 2014
Our least favorite time of the year: No one puts anything off to quite the extent that we put off our not-always-annual annual fund-raising drive.
It’s our least favorite time of the year! Despite the distaste, only a fool could ignore the need.
In the next week or so, we’d like to lay out our excuses for the past year’s work. We’d like to establish some goals for future work. And we’d like to seek out an actual sponsor for our companion site, How He Got There.
The half-told story at that site really ought to be finished. (Most of the research has been done.) At some point, it got depressing to beat on into the face of the wind—into the face of the code of silence which surrounds many of the topics we’ve explored since 1998.
(At that time, we weren’t really aware of the code of silence.)
Remember when the Irish saved civilization? Actually, we don’t either! Still, we think someone should record our recent political/journalistic history, just in case the time ever comes when people want to stop clowning around with their darling Rachel and learn how to fight to win.
(Last night, Rachel started her week with almost five minutes of funny dogs. In our view, a person could almost see an agenda in that remarkable choice.)
We’ll offer more of these mewlings in the days ahead. For now, though, consider the great season open, perhaps as an adjunct to the World Series:
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In the days to come, we’ll try to speculate about where such support could take us.
Last night, Lawrence recalled his astonishing statement from eight weeks back:
“In 30 years of studying the New York Times coverage of these cases, I have never been critical of their work until yesterday.”
In that statement, you can see the undisguised heart of the problem we’ve described down through the years.
Lawrence gets paid for conduct like that.
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