The good old days, sort of. Amherst and Hadley, Massachusetts when there were still James McManus, Gas Lite I and Classe Cafe, and the state unemployment rate was below 5 percent. Of course we could have been talking about a ton of shit jobs. At any rate it was the 80s, so something had to have been going wrong. From the Amherst Bulletin, Aug. 19, 1987
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Showing posts with label Amherst Bulletin. Show all posts
Monday, January 9, 2012
Great journalism, VI
Great journalism V, or I met somebody who knew Ed Meese
``In the end, I'm not sure if he did anything illegal. I'm not sure if I'm a pro-Meese man now. But working in the press office, you get a defensive attitude.''Story about Anthony Forte, press intern at the Justice Department during the Golden Years. The Amherst Bulletin, Sept. 21, 1988 Of course you know that when I say Great Journalism, I'm displaying an ability to laugh at myself. It's not great journalism. Heck, half the time it wasn't even fun.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
yet more great journalism
At the time, my editor thought the woman with a garage full of plastics, waiting for the Great Recycling Bin, was wrong. As it turned out, the eccentric was right. Amherst Bulletin, Aug. 2, 1989
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