The editor sat in his sanctum, his countenance furrowed with
care,
His mind at the bottom of business, read more

The editor sat in his sanctum, his countenance furrowed with
care,
His mind at the bottom of business, his feet at the top of a
chair,
His chair-arm an elbow supporting, his right hand upholding his
head,
His eyes on his dusty table, with different documents spread.

The idea that media is there to educate us, or to inform us, is ridiculous because that's about tenth or read more

The idea that media is there to educate us, or to inform us, is ridiculous because that's about tenth or eleventh on their list.

I read the newspaper avidly. It is my one form of continuous fiction.

I read the newspaper avidly. It is my one form of continuous fiction.

A Fourth Estate, of Able Editors, springs up.

A Fourth Estate, of Able Editors, springs up.

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.

To serve thy generation, this thy fate:
"Written in water," swiftly fades thy name;
But he who read more

To serve thy generation, this thy fate:
"Written in water," swiftly fades thy name;
But he who loves his kind does, first and late,
A work too late for fame.

Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.

Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.

Did Charity prevail, the press would prove
A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love.

Did Charity prevail, the press would prove
A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love.

He comes, the herald of a noisy world,
With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;
News read more

He comes, the herald of a noisy world,
With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;
News from all nations lumbering at his back.