#journalists

Journalists do not like to report on uncertainties. They would almost rather be wrong than ambiguous. ↗

— Melvin Maddocks

#ambiguous #journalists #like #rather #report

Once we thought, journalists and readers alike, that if we put together enough "facts" and gave them a fast stir, we would come up with something that, at least by the standards of short-order cooks, could be called the truth. ↗

— Melvin Maddocks

#called #come #cooks #could #enough

I think of us as journalists; the medium we work in is blogging. ↗

— Joshua Micah Marshall

#i #i think #journalists #medium #think

Just look at who won the third debate between Bush and Gore. I knew Bush won, because people liked him more. People just didn't like Gore. But all the journalists thought Gore won big, he cleaned the guy's clock. ↗

— Chris Matthews

#between #big #bush #cleaned #clock

Both politicians and journalists face situations which strain their honesty and humanity. My opinion is that politicians on the average stand up somewhat better than journalists. ↗

— John McCarthy

#better #both #face #honesty #humanity

It's not the journalists; it's the critics that I can't understand. I've never understood what kind of a person would want to criticize someone else's work. ↗

— Buzz Osborne

#critics #else #i #journalists #kind

One of the most important roles of our journalists is to be watchdogs. ↗

— Dan Rather

#important roles #journalists #most #our #roles

Journalists should denounce government by public opinion polls. ↗

— Dan Rather

#government #journalists #opinion #opinion polls #polls

Journalists never make it clear when you are joking. ↗

— David Bailey

#joking #journalists #make #never #you

Depression is not dramatic, but it is total. It’s sneaky - you almost don’t notice it at first. Like a cat burglar, it comes in through an open window while you’re sleeping. It takes little things at first; your appetite, your desire to return phone calls. Then it comes back for the big stuff, like your will to live. Then next thing you know, your legs are filled with sand. The thought of brushing your teeth fills you with dread, it seems like such an impossible task. Suddenly you’re living your life in black and white – nothing is bright, nothing is pretty anymore. Music sounds tinny and distant. Things you found funny seem dull and off-key. ↗

— Lisa Unger

#psychological #suspense #funny