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Sunday Social Club 04/19/15

Conflicts of interest can come from the strangest places. The Site C dam being an example of Provincial Government spending for no other reason to “create jobs”, but alternatives were never looked at, the environment was never thought about, and all sorts of groups of people are willing to do anything they can to make those understand how much of an environmental hazard it could become.

As a budding reporter trying to do a good job, it’s better for you to get to the heart of the story that to right fluff pieces about how great it is because you’re in a relationship with someone that works there. You’re willing to overlook things, or ignore problems, sacrificing how weird it is, to stay in a relationship that bleeds into your writing. (most times, it doesn’t sound like a great one either.)

That kind of stuff can really bite you in the ass in the end.

This is what I’ve learned about conflicts of interest. Even if you’re in a small town news paper, never find yourself in a small town paper willing to fluff an article for others that don’t care about you as much as you’re willing to fluff. Then I half to read about it, and get exhausted.

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on disruptive behaviour

newsgetter04You ever notice the behaviour that civilians seem to have these days when it comes to live news cameras? Whether it’s being interviewed or just walking past it, they lack a certain morality on purpose.

Take for example, the guy that decided to stand in-between a reporter and his camera during the news of an oil spill that happened in Vancouver some days back:

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Inquiring beyond

Post Mortimer

75px-TortimerThere was a time, long ago when Conan O’Brien still had the ‘Late Night’ show, and the musical guest at the time was D12. The song that they was rapping was My Band, something absolutely crucial as an ensemble piece.

In-between all their verses, they would just start shouting “Where’s Marshal!?” as if Eminem, the man himself (and arguably who the song is really all about) is missing and nowhere to be found.  Continue reading

Kanye+West

West of the art form

“Ugh, you’re such a little slobber monster.”

Kanye West was coming out of the bedroom in his leather vest, sipping on a cup of Seattle’s Best. He could hear his wife Kim playing with the baby in the living room, North’s giggle was out in full bloom. His boyish demeanour always so curious/about his child, who to him was just mysterious. He doesn’t really like to go near her too often because babies give him the heebie-jeebies.

But for North, he tries.

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