Journalists' endless love—for themselves.
Journalists' endless love—for themselves.
Media criticism.
Oct. 25 2006 10:42 PM

Love Me, I'm a Journalist

A profession's romance with itself.

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Before all you investigative reporters who survived on maggots and pomegranates for a year to uncover human rights atrocities in Afghanistan start sharpening your knives for my scalp, please relax. My admiration for original investigative reporting knows no bounds. But the defenders of journalistic excellence will have to make a better case for the connection between big staffs and great journalism before I don my helmet and rush to man the Los Angeles Times barricades.



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