requires more time and effort and may take readers away from the site where they are reading the "review" of this year's installment in the series of books, so the cut and paste method does have some advantages.
The World's Laziest Journalist has, in the past (see review
of "Smoking Typewriters" by John McMillian) bought a copy of a new book to be
able to write a column about a book he intended to read. However when it came time to spend $20 for a
book that we couldn't possibly finish reading by the time our self set deadline
for this particular column had arrived, let alone read it and then get the
column written on time; we balked at the prospect of the expenditure of
personal funds and rationalized the shoddy short cut. That would be an example of how Gonzo style
provides the writer with an example of substandard shortcuts for a hypothetical
expose proving Andrew Keen's contention.
Since one of the columnists personal crusades is helping the Marina (del Rey) Tenants Association in their decades old efforts to draw attention to the cozy relationship between members of the Los Angeles County Board of Supervisors and the real estate developers who make magnanimous campaign contributions to the various board members reelection campaigns, we suggested that the Project Censored staff might be intrigued by the current plight of the Los Angeles County Assessor who has been jailed and is having trouble raising funds for his bail.
That particular news tip may be for a story that doesn't
have obvious national relevancy, but perhaps they can use that as an example in
a new trend spotting story.
You want another illustration of an arbitrary and capricious editorial decision? We don't know exactly what connection the Red Bull glider competition will have to political analysis but since it is something we want to see and photograph, we intend on going to the event at McCovey Cove in San Francisco on Saturday November 10, 2012 and then write the next installment of our column about precisely that event.
Perhaps images of folks shoving bulky creations off the edge
of a precipice and watching to see if it floats in the air like a butterfly or
if it immediately sinks down to the water, will be handy to have as illustrations
for a column about the perils of the "fiscal cliff" that is looming on
America's political horizon.
Since we had stumbled across a copy of Andrew Keen's book, "The Cult of the Amateur" before attending the event for Project Censored at Moe's Books, the thought that we might need a copy of that particular book, after suggesting a story about "citizen journalists" exacerbating Journalism's death of a thousand cuts, caused us to go back to the Thrift Store on University Ave., where we had seen it, and buy it . . . just in case. We were able to rationalize the bargain price for the purchase.
In fact checking the Red Bull event we learned that this
Saturday is being reported online as being Free Admission at National Parks
Day. Heck even staunch conservatives who
are muttering derisive remarks at their computer screen as they read this
column, might (as good red blooded American patriots) want to know that!
Did any of the American media note that Tuesday was Melbourne Cup day down where summer is just a few days away?
While we were reading the Berkeley Public Library's latest edition of Muy Interesante magazine, we came up with an item for our Stupid Fun on the Internets Department. Do an Google image search for "tadas cerniauskas."
Speaking of low budget = no budget; when we went to the
event at Moe's we took one photo of Mickey
Huff before the rechargeable batteries conked out on us, so the Photo editor
had relatively little work to do this week.
In "the cult of the amateur," Andrew Keen (on page 27) wrote: "Every defunct record label, or laid-off newspaper reporter, or bankrupt independent bookstore is a consequence of "free' user-generated Internet content -- from Craigslist's free advertising, to YouTube's free music videos, to Wikipedia's free information."
Now, the disk jockey will play "Lady Godiva," and the Rolling Stones songs "Star f****r," and "C********r Blues." We have to go look for the definition of unexpurgated. Have a "Banned in Boston" type of week.
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