Nobody's interested in sweetness and light.

Nobody's interested in sweetness and light.

Generally speaking, the best people nowadays go into journalism, the second best into business, the rubbish into politics and the read more

Generally speaking, the best people nowadays go into journalism, the second best into business, the rubbish into politics and the shits into law

Numerous politicians have seized absolute power and muzzled the
press. Never in history has the press seized absolute power read more

Numerous politicians have seized absolute power and muzzled the
press. Never in history has the press seized absolute power and
muzzled the politicians.

Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in read more

Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in a' your coats,
I rede you tent it:
A chield's amang you takin notes,
And, faith, he'll prent it.

How shall I speak thee, or thy power address
Thou God of our idolatry, the Press.
. read more

How shall I speak thee, or thy power address
Thou God of our idolatry, the Press.
. . . .
Like Eden's dead probationary tree,
Knowledge of good and evil is from thee.

Wooing the press is an exercise roughly akin to picnicking with a tiger. You might enjoy the meal, but the read more

Wooing the press is an exercise roughly akin to picnicking with a tiger. You might enjoy the meal, but the tiger always eats last.

A would-be satirist, a hired buffoon,
A monthly scribbler of some low lampoon,
Condemn'd to drudge, the read more

A would-be satirist, a hired buffoon,
A monthly scribbler of some low lampoon,
Condemn'd to drudge, the meanest of the mean,
And furbish falsehoods for a magazine.

None of our political writers . . . take notice of any more than
three estates, namely, Kings, Lords read more

None of our political writers . . . take notice of any more than
three estates, namely, Kings, Lords and Commons . . . passing by
in silence that very large and powerful body which form the
fourth estate in the community . . . the Mob.

There aren't any embarrassing questions -- only embarrassing answers.

There aren't any embarrassing questions -- only embarrassing answers.