Blowin’ smoke in the ‘burbs

By Luke Warm

Professor of Mendacity

University of Munchausen

In my lecture today, I’m going to outline how an adroit dissembler can plant a new way of thinking in the public mind with the expert use of deceit injected into a superficially factual newspaper report.

We will examine a magnificent example of applied mendacity in a specialized case where an astute manipulator of public opinion has attempted to create the illusion of a “governmental crisis” which, if widely accepted, might be expected to shoehorn into existence certain political changes that would not have been possible if mere truth had prevailed.

Now, you say, what if there is no “governmental crisis”?

Ah-hah! Thought you’d never ask.

Of course, we all know that old adage, “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.”

Well, what if you want to fix it, but it ain’t broke?

What do you do?

A topnotch political bullshit artist will pretend it’s broke. The virtuoso mendaciteur will simply manufacture a crisis out of whole cloth.

A key ingredient of what amounts to a calculated disinformation program will be, of course, a compliant journalist.

The propeller of chimera will need a mouthpiece to disseminate, unquestioningly, the baloney.

A wonderful example of mendacious cooperation between politician and journalist may be found in the December 26, 2010 edition of the Plymouth Observer, wherein a reporter has credulously received a line of bunk from a politico, salted it with some of the trappings of “objective journalism,” and laid it out for readers to ingest at their peril.

In a future lecture, I’ll discuss the wonderful uses of the mythology of “objective journalism” as a warper of journalists’ brainwaves, but today I want to focus on this reporter, whom I commend for avoiding the need to “call the other side for comment.” This reporter ingeniously placed his calls for comment to representatives of the SAME SIDE!

Brilliant!

What a deft stroke!

A skilled example of journalistic legerdemain — one of the best I’ve seen.

Oh yes, some would accuse the reporter of sloth, of being too lazy to place a call to the real players in the story.

Others might accuse the journalist of being a craven slave of the politician to whom he is in thrall, i.e., hoping for a trainload of similar handouts — aka press releases —  so long as he doesn’t show the slightest sign of independence or critical thinking.

But such criticisms miss the point: Planting fabrications in a mainstream newspaper is an art, and many politicians are simply not sufficiently canny and able to lure a slavering journalist to do their bidding.

For the journalist who becomes the willing and compliant conduit for propaganda, a large amount of credit is due also: It is not easy swallowing huge doses of humble pie while suppressing any sense of journalistic integrity.

In the article, headlined “Heise calls for DWSD fix,” the reporter scores a most amazing coup. He actually prints gobbledygook with the bald-faced pretense that it makes sense.

The politician is a newly-elected Republican member of the Michigan House of Representatives not yet sworn in. The statement he made is a marvel of duplicity: “Whenever you’ve got a huge story like (the Detroit indictments) that really transforms the governmental landscape like these indictments have, your first reaction  is one of shock at the scope and severity of these indictments.”

Boil that statement down and what do you have?

“Indictments, indictments, indictments.”

A critical thinker might conclude that the commentator has said, three times in identical words, nothing.

But the real message that our politician has sent is that the indictments-the indictments-the indictments have changed the political landscape.

He wants us to believe that the political landscape has been changed. That is the falsehood that a maestro of manipulation wants to plant in the public psyche. If we think about it, we know it is false, because the indictments were handed down against people who either do not now hold govermental office or never have had a governmental position. Furthermore, indictments are simply charges. They are not convictions. But it doesn’t matter, because even if people are convicted, they are not presently office-holders.

In reality, the political landscape has not been changed.

Now, this genius might have said, “The political landscape has been changed. The political landscape has been changed. The political landscape has been changed.”

But if he had done that, he would have outed himself. We would have known immediately that he was trying to dupe us. Whereas, the word “indictment” has shock value and is indeed a fact, therefore it seems hard to rebut.

Of course, there is nothing to rebut but hot air.

My hat is off to this guy. He has demonstrated how a master deceiver will cloak his lie with a repetition of the same shocking word in hopes that waving a red flag — in this case repeated mention of “indictments” — will distract us from seeing through the false assertion that government has been transformed.

While the indictments can’t actually transform government, the lie all on its own might do some transforming, if it takes root and flourishes.

That is where the compliant journalist steps into the picture. Having swallowed whole this lie, the reporter goes about pretending to do his job by quoting other people in addition to the sly one who planted the seed.

The reporter’s cleverness stands out. Since his main source calls for transforming the Detroit water and sewer system from a city-owned enterprise to something controlled by people like him who live in suburbs, our reporter confines himself to quoting people who live in such places.

What art! What duplicitous skill!

Does the journalist place a call to the mayor of Detroit, whose city would be affected by the scheme to pilfer its water and sewer operation?

Why, no, he does not.

Why not? We can only speculate that maybe laziness was not the core cause, but rather the sagacious reporter could foresee that he might hear arguments somewhat like the ones that I have proposed in this lecture. An astute reporter would know instinctively that someone aligned with Detroit might raise a disquieting question; might seek to know how the city would be compensated for the hijacking of a valuable asset. Someone with a Detroit bias might even suggest that a legislative act of theft alone — even though promulgated by outstate Republicans who pretend to have only the city’s good in mind — might not be enough to stop the city and its citizens from filing waves of lawsuits to challenge the Legislature’s attempted larceny.

A Detroiter might have pointed out that the former mayor who made necessary the indictments has been throughly discredited and is in prison, while the current mayor is trying hard to make things work in Detroit with no help from the geniuses who inflated this newspaper canard.

Such an opinion should be suppressed, obviously, because it deviates too closely towards the truth.

Any swerving toward veracity is to be avoided, along with the views of people who might point out that suburban politicians for years have coveted the Detroit water and sewer operation and have planted phony stories about high Detroit water rates while ignoring the fact that suburban governments customarily mark up Detroit’s wholesale rates, passing the difference to suburban customers and blaming Detroit.

An honorable journalist might feel compelled to include such a comment in his article.

But if he doesn’t hear such a criticism, his conscience is clear.

Therefore, don’t make that phone call that would add balance, clarity and set off a loud bullshit siren.

I hope you’ve taken good notes, but if not, don’t worry — I predict that this newspaper article will become a textbook example of how to conduct predatory politics with the aid of journalistic cynicism.

I’m sorry that I don’t have time today to discuss another amazing duplicity in this brilliantly fabricated trial balloon — the self-contradictory statement that turning a public entity like the Detroit water and sewer department into a privately-run operation will lead to “greater accountability and transparency.”

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Five-percenters

WARNING: The following commentary has been REPURPOSED. It contains no original SOURCING. It was sparked by a magazine report of an absurd program aimed at re-training (i.e., CONTROLLING) writers like me. This column is NOT news, but an essay REPURPOSED on the basis of having lived 65 years on this planet.

By Joel Thurtell

The Florida-based Poynter Institute will spend three-quarters of a million smackers trying to teach people like me how to do what we already do.

Which is writing our blogs.

Wonder if any of that largesse will trickle down to me?

Wonder if I qualify?

Don’t worry. I have not applied.

An independent journalist does not apply for or accept freebies  — that includes free concert tickets, free plane rides, free hotel rooms and free tuition to journalism seminars meant subtly or not to bend our brains.

What Poynter does is pretty neat for those lucky stiffs who win the prize: refuge from a week or two of newspaper drudge. Asylum, free of charge, to those newsroom proles selected by their newspaper managers for this distinct honor. Newspaper managers are the people who each day decide what news will make the paper and what news will be suppressed.

And who will get the carrot of a free vacation in Florida.

Actually, although at first glance I thought the Poynter program was aimed at me, a more careful reading of the April 19, 2010 NewsPro article suggests that I’m not a target for Poynter’s “Sense-Making” program.

True, they’re pointing at bloggers, and I plead guilty to blogging.

It’s true also, as they point out, that my blog isn’t making money. It is my contribution, I hope, to the greater social good. Or something.

Impecunious blogger I am.

Beginning journalist I am not.

And that is the kind of blogger Poynter wants, according to the institute’s News Transformation Initiative. Yes, the $750,000 also goes to fund a second “iniative” (sic) beside the one called “Sense-Making.”

News Transformation wants “those members of the fifth estate who are without journalism experience but who are ‘committing acts of journalism.’ ”

Very cutely put, but what sense does it make?

Parsing doesn’t help.

The key word is “journalism.”

Who is a journalist?

Well, we know who a doctor is. A doctor has a degree of some kind in medicine conferred by a recognized, accredited academic institution. Further, a doctor has a state license to practice medicine. Ditto lawyers, certified public accountants, plumbers, barbers, hairdressers.

What kind of license does it take to be a journalist?

None.

Nada.

Zilch.

So how do we define a journalist?

Must a journalist have a diploma from an accredited journalism college to practice his or her trade?

Well, I cashed newspaper paychecks over more than 30 years of reporting, yet I never took a class in journalism. I taught writing and journalism in college, but never formally studied the subject.

Does that make me NOT a journalist?

Wait a minute — I wrote thousands of newspaper stories that were published. Furthermore, I was paid for my work.

I do the work of a journalist, regardless of pay, therefore I think it’s reasonable to conclude that I was a journalist.

Despite my lack of compensation as a blogger, I am still working as a journalist. I write news and I comment on news. (Please, let’s not get into defining what “news” is.)

Therefore, it follows that I am a journalist.

By extension, given the lack of licensing for journalists, it follows that anyone must be a journalist who, as Poynter says, “commits acts of journalism.”

What do they need from Poynter?

We’re bloggers. We’re blogging. We do what we do, thank you.

But what we do is of great concern at Poynter. It seems that we don’t conform to certain standards set by old-school newspaper journalists.

We do what Poynter calls “repurposing.” That is another vague term, but I think it means that we comment on news provided by others.

Is this something new? If I am not mistaken, newspapers have writers they call “columnists.” That is a glorified way of saying these writers are allowed to expound for the length of a newspaper print column on whatever subject it pleases them to write about. We assumed, though often it was not true, that “columnists” were paid better than mere reporters of the news. Anyway, I don’t recall ever seeing a “columnist” referred to in print as a “repurposer.”

Or would it be “repurposist”?

Newspapers have their in-house “columnists,” their syndicated “columnists,” and they thrive on material regurgitated from wire services and other providers of free or cheap matter.

Yet they don’t think of calling these people “repurposists.”

Then came bloggers, doing the same thing as newspaper columnists, syndicates, wire services and public relations companies.

The difference?

Bloggers publish what they like, when they like, and if they don’t feel like publishing, they don’t.

Bloggers have a freedom that newspaper people must envy, given their minute-to-minute deadlines, their layoffs, firings and furloughs, their discriminatory merit pay systems and their propensity for re-inventing stories in different guises to promote personal or institutional causes.

I think Poynter feels threatened by bloggers.

In the same issue of NewsPro, a report announces, “Web Now ‘Most Essential’ Medium.”

A study by Arbitron, Inc. and the Edison Institute asked what is the most essential media in people’s lives. It found that 42 percent of Americans list the Internet as the “most essential to their lives.”  Thirty-seven percent said it’s TV, 14 percent said radio and 5 percent gave newspapers as the key ingredient in their lives.

Five percent!

This is amazing. The industry that is considered “most essential” by a mere five percent of Americans is trying to tell us forty-two-percenters how to do our jobs.

This is like the class screw-up trying to hand out lessons to the valedictorian.

Forty-two percent of Americans say the Internet — sole home to bloggers — is “most essential to their lives,” yet the people who can’t make their antiquated business model work are lecturing us on how to do things better.

Absurd.

And the Ford Foundation donated $750,000 so they could somehow make the blogosphere conform to their standards.

What might those standards be?

Well, bloggers aren’t putting out enough information, it seems.

A Poynterite says, “In the old system of journalism in the U.S., a certain amount of information was generated every day, and the facts were reported every day, mostly by newspaper reporters and local TV news. A small number of people dealt in opinion and repurposing. The number of people collecting news has decreased significantly, and the number of people who are repurposing has exploded.”

That is a perplexing statement. By including television, the speaker describes a brief moment in the history of news dissemination from the late 1940s to the present, excluding the history of news from colonial times through modern times. The “old system,” then, is not so old. Supposedly, this “old system” put out “a certain amount of information…every day.” How much information? How much information was suppressed every day?

If you were a trade unionist, say, or someone with a beef against government or industry, where would you take the story? To the local news monopoly? Well do I recall the coverage that monopoly in Detroit gave to labor news before, during and after the Great Newspaper Strike of the 1990s. Fair and impartial? Bullshit!

We have a great example here in Detroit of the news monopoly for years ignoring the story of the bridge monopolist who controlled the flow of freight between the U.S. and Canada. Who knows why the Detroit News and Detroit Free Press ignored that story for years, but the fact is that they did.

And mostly, they still do.

What do these five percenters have to teach us about standards of journalism?

According to the Poynterists, “We want to deal with the ethics of moment-to-moment publishing, and provide the tools for people who have digital-media ideas but lack journalism sourcing.”

What the hell does this mean?

Is the Ford Foundation getting their $750,000 worth with this kind of mush?

“Ethics of moment-to-moment publishing”?

What about the ethics of day-to-day publishing? When newspapers had the monopoly, ethics was a hobby horse to be played with when there was no great homicide or political scandal to ignite news people.

“Tools”?

What tools?

I have WordPress, my computer and my Internet host. I also have my eyes and ears, and I can read. What other tools do I need?

Under the “old system,” if you had paper, ink and a printing press and providing nobody smashed it, you were in the news business. Who needed “ethics” and “tools”?

“Journalism sourcing”?

Something magic here? Let’s see, make a round of cop calls in the morning, then stop by city hall for a handout of the day’s press releases, make another round of cop calls, then spoon-feed all this government-generated crap into the paper. If there’s still space to fill and no more ads, pilfer reports from other papers. Then call it a day.

Nowhere does Poynter mention an activity that should be in every journalist’s so-called toolbox: the practice of thinking.

Why not spend three-quarters of a million teaching all people “committing acts of journalism”  how to ask questions, how to challenge authority, even constituted newspaper authority?

Why not teach writers how to THINK about what they’re writing?

I’ll tell you what this Poynter thing is: It’s the last gasp of an industry that floundered its way from monopoly to 5 percent of people giving a damn about it. They want to get back some control, and that means subtly or not so subtly convincing bloggers to do their jobs according to the “old system”.

Sorry, newsies: That boat has sailed. You’ll need far more than a barge load of money to tow it back to shore.

Drop me a line at joelthurtell@gmail.com

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Journalism: theory and practice

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Wannabe reporter meets jaded journalist.

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WikiLeaks matters

By Joel Thurtell

I’m not completely comfortable with the mass dispersion of documents undertaken by WikiLeaks and the site’s creator, Julian Assange.

How would I react if someone hacked into my blog or e-mail, ripped off my private ruminations and missives and published them for the world to see?

Vitally important professional and financial data lie within anyone’s e-mail files, and publication could lead to theft of personal property — MY property.

That was my personal reaction.

My reaction as a reporter was simply that WikiLeaks is doing what good journalists do: Publishing government records completely and without censorship.

Unlike my private documents, public records, even secret ones, are not copyrighted. Even secret government records are construed to belong to the people.

So I debated the issue with myself. Until I read today’s (December 16, 2010) New York Times article, “U.S. Tries to Build a Case Against WikiLeaks Leader.”

And then I got pissed off.

Our government doesn’t like what this Austrailian free-speecher has done by publshing a huge trove of what they thought were their exclusively private government cables.

Our government wants to make sure their clubhouse isn’t busted open again.

No other wholesale posting of private government documents, by WikiLeaks or by anyone else, must ever happen.

So the feds are working overtime now to hoke up phony charges that they can lay against Assange and WikiLeaks.

They have a big problem: It’s called the First Amendment.

Our country’s Constitution makes it very difficult for government to prosecute someone who passively receives a document.

So Heller and his subordinate lawyers are searching for evidence that Assange somehow helped the actual document thief, Private Manning, to steal government records and upload them to WikiLeaks’ server.

The government is looking for evidence that Assange somehow “encouraged” Manning in his task.

This is the point where any aggressive journalist has to pause and consider whether the government’s witch hunt might not have been aimed at him or her.

I’m addressing reporters now: Have you ever gotten a call from someone who claimed to have access to documents whose contents, if published, might prove inflammatory?

As good journalists, we don’t burgle. We don’t break and enter. We don’t play sticky fingers when some official isn’t looking and steal records.

But if someone with access to those records offers to give you copies, would you decline?

I recall a story early in my career when a government employee offered me records, even though it was a misdemeanor for this person to breach the documents’ confidentiality.

Did I say “no”?

Hell, no!

I took the documents and wrote a story partly based on those records that was a bombshell.

And yes, there was a threat of prosecution. But a newspaper attorney looked into the case and told me that while my anonymous source might have been prosecuted, I was safe. I could not be charged for publishing contents of a purloined record.

But what I did — basing a story on a confidential government record — is pretty much what Julian Assange and WikiLeaks did.

By not saying “no,” by accepting the papers, did I “encourage” my source in his illegal act of leaking?

If the government can find a way to prosecute WikiLeaks, it could also prosecute reporters like you and me who write stories based on records the government doesn’t want the public to see.

See what I mean?

We could kiss good, hard-hitting investigative journalism goodbye.

Every journalist worth a damn has an interest in the WikiLeaks case.

We should oppose this infantile attempt to punish the messenger.

Here’s what I think could happen if President Obama and Attorney General Heller unwisely pursue this case to court.

They may well get a conviction of Assange.

But WikiLeaks is not going away.

It will be back, though its name may be different.

As journalists become engaged, every move the government makes to persecute Assange will be reported.

Inevitably, somebody else within government or with a good government faucet will open the flow of embarrassing records.

Meanwhile, Obama and Heller will feel like that Dutch kid who stuck his finger in the dike, only to behold many more holes than his hands had fingers.

WikiLeaks — or whatever its future name — is a blazing fire.

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Passing gas with Matty

By Joel Thurtell

So this is how it ends.

Matty Moroun — with help from his bought-and-paid-for politician friends — kills the Detroit River International Bridge project and any hope for a safe, efficient, well-cared-for and accountable international bridge at Detroit.

He gets to keep his strangle-hold — aka the Ambasador Bridge — on truck commerce between Canada and the US as the only crossing for trucks.

That wasn’t enough.

Now he’s convinced state authorities that — due to bad weather in Canada — it’s safe to let trucks carrying hazardous materials run across the Ambassador Bridge.

That’s the Ambassador — the only truck link between Canada and the US at Detroit, worth 25 percent of the goods that go between the two countries.

What do we mean by “hazardous materials”?

Oh, just your run-of-the-refinery gasoline.

Maybe you think a blowup of the bridge wouldn’t affect you as long as you’re not on it.

Think again.

If the truck that spills its load is full of poison gas, sayanara to you folks living, working and breathing anyplace downwind of Matty’s mania.

Let’s think what “hazmat” means — and why sane authorities don’t allow it to travel over bridges or through tunnels.

The first class of hazmat contains materials that can cause mass explosions, projection hazards, fire hazards, minor explosions and includes, for example, dynamite, flares, fireworks, ammunition, blasting agents and other explosives, according to the 2005 “Commercial Driver’s License Manual.

Want that stuff driving alongside you on the Ambassador?

Then there are flammable gases, nonflammable gases and poisonous and toxic gases like propane, helium and compressed fluorine.

Flammable liquids include gasoline.

That’s right, gasoline. I meant it when I said Matty’s passing gas on his bridge.

Then there are flammable solids, spontaneously combustible materials and materials that are dangerous when they get wet.

Dangerous when wet — know what’s under the Ambassador?

Right, the Detroit River, flowing at 7 mph towards Lake Erie.

There are materials known as oxidizers and organic peroxides like ammonium nitrate and methyl ethyl ketone  and peroxide.

How about poisons like potassium cyanide and infectious substances like, oh, say, antrax virus.

Hey, you folks in Toledo – how’d you like an anthrax cocktail?

But I’m not done: Uranium is transportable as hazmat across Matty’s bridge.

So is battery fluid as well as the infamous polluter, polychlorinated biphenyl (PCB).

Last but hardly least, Matty can pass fuel oil over his bridge.

Thank you, Matty.

You are such a thoughtful and humane citizen.

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Containing those ‘containables’

By Luke Warm

Professor of Mendacity

University of Munchausen

My lecture today was inspired by a brilliant memo circulated within the Detroit Free Press, a publication with a well-honed sense of what a newspaper’s duty is, and is not.

Now, there is nothing intrinsically wrong with the widespread notion that newspapers ought to print news, and raise hell.

Nothing wrong with the idea, per se, of comforting the afflicted and afflicting the comfortable.

Noble, noble illusions.

It is well that a newspaper maintain this myth about its role in society, for the simple reason that such a fantasy can do no harm and may sell a paper or two.

But to invest a nickel of shareholder value in such quixotic schemes as upholding the public good — well, that would would be sheer folly.

It is the duty of a newspaper to make money, period.

And it is clear that this principle is well-known at the Detroit Free Press, even though it is not being put into practice — making money, I mean.

Having said that, though, the newspaper manager is faced with the difficult but uncontrovertible fact that many journalists actually believe this swill about righting wrongs and upholding justice.

Much time and print can be wasted by reporters too eagerly seeking after the common weal.

How to controvert controversy?

Simple: Create phony windmills for reporters to tilt at.

At the same time, confuse matters by encouraging journalists to spin their wheels on do-nothing errands.

With appropriate positive reinforcement, wonders can be accomplished at no financial outlay.

The only cost is a few pixels consumed with paeans of praise for the gullible journalist who is wont to succomb to small scents of attaboys.

I call it the doctrine of the carrot and the carrot.

Forget about sticks for the moment.

It’s just too easy to bribe journalists with silly, meaningless praise.

Now for a case study.

At the Detroit Free Press for some time under the brilliant management of the Gannett chain, journalists have been instructed to write, in essence, two different stories about any particular event. Geniuses at Gannett have divined that more papers will be sold if readers are presented with short morsels of news on the outer cover of the newspaper, aka Page One. Inside, and I know this sounds like stupid redundancy, they repeat the story at greater length, but attempt to dress it in somewhat different garb.

The assumption is that John Q Public is too dumb and his/her attention span too short to bother with following a story inside the paper. Give them the farm in five or six quick paragraphs and then, somehow, defying the managers’ own logic, the reader with the nonexistent attention span will drop coins in the box and purchase the newspaper so he/she can open it and peruse a second, superficially different version of the same story with slightly modified trappings.

The logic is full of non sequiturs, obviously, but remember, this is the newspaper world we’re discussing, and reality is not a commodity that is common among the people who manage these institutions. Nor is great intelligence in huge supply.

Rather, it is most important to control and dupe and bully into intellectual submission the  peons whose drudge-work  produces the “copy,” namely the reporters/writers who churn out the pap that readers, in theory, will want to buy.

These short Page One pieces are called “containables.” The inside longer pieces that are allegedly “different” are called “mains.” It is necessary to know this jargon in order to parse a modicum of sense out of the following memo, which is a gem of the cheerleading/demeaning genre: It is a missive that at once chides evil-doers on the staff for falling short of perfection (defined arbitrarily by a non-reporter), then doles out examples of staffers-to-be-admired whose writings — at the moment — conform to managers’ criteria.

Bear in mind that this is a newspaper where reality is constantly in flux and values can be shifted instantly. What is good now can be verboten when you take your next breath.

Today’s star of Page One could be tomorrow’s bum of the briefs page.

The beauty and wonder of such a memo is that it exists within the institution solely. It could not stand on the outside. It would vaporize in public view, because anyone familiar with the situation of large American newspapers in general and the Detroit Free Press in particular knows that if anything, these highly-ballyhooed “containables” are helping to sink the ship.

Otherwise, how explain that, despite the vaunted “containable,” circulation is in a downward spiral and the Free Press and its sister Detroit News have lose 10 percent circulation in the past year?

The point, though, is that newspaper managers don’t give a damn about the real world. The following memo has its own purpose and its own utility: It enforces internal company discipline by stroking a few individuals selected as momentary goody-two-shoes while implying that the remainder of the staff are a congress of morons.

Kudos to the chosen few, insults to the rest. Meaningless phrases like “focused globally,” or “flushes out a little more detail” or  “looking forward or getting into the impact of the news” are vacuous tools for giving “quick guidance for now” that stands for nothing and has zero meaning.

Standing for nothing and having zero meaning will be twin desiderata of the modern newspaper until it sinks to nonexistence, freighted by its own intellectual numbing.

Most importantly, by focusing reporters and writers on crafting idiotically duplicate articles, the writers’ minds, hearts and energies will be squandered so that they don’t imagine any quaint activities such as printing the news and raising hell or afflicting the comfortable and comforting the afflicted.

For the true containables are not chunks of text, but the writers themselves.

As I said, it is the duty of a newspaper not to print news, but money.

Or not.

Here, then, is this wonderful Free Press memo, a classic of the duplicitous art:

Advice about containables

Published on: December 8, 2010 02:23 PM

 One topic that’s come up as we have our department meetings are questions related to containables:

 (1) How can we do them better? No question, there;s too much repetition too often in the containables and the main (if there is one) inside. (2) Should we modify the containable policy and if so, how?

We’re going to pull together a cross-departmental group of about a half-dozen folks to come up with recommendations on our policy. If you’d like to volunteer, please message Jeff.

Regardless of where we land on the policy, we’re going to give regular feedback on containables — a short series of nooners has been suggested. But to kick off the feedback, let’s start now, with three good examples of how to handle containables and mains from today’ paper — the holiday parties piece, the possible smoking ban in Detroit public housing, and the potential national tax deal.

Example No. 1

Front-page headline — HOLIDAY BASHES COMING BACK/Companies partying more than in 2009

Inside headline — Party planners, caterers ready to celebrate, too

        What’s good about this:

(1)   First, the headlines complement and build on each other. They’re not repetitious. Anyone reading the headline and story on the front page would know immediately there is a different angle included in the main story inside.

(2)   The stories themselves build on each other, with some repetition but only enough to set the context for each story. The 1A containable focused globally on the number of parties increasing, with a good quote and some numbers that substantiated the trend. The main inside story developed a new theme — it focused on specific caterers and how their businesses are up and why, and did not repeat the global numbers in the 1A containable.

Kudos to reporter Zlati Meyer and headline writer Sherita Bryant.

Example No. 2

Front-page headline — City public housing may go smoke-free

Inside headline — Smokers decry ban in public housing

What’s good about this:

(1)   Again, the headlines complement each other. One lays out the news, the other focuses on the reaction to it.

(2)   The containable and main story are on the same topic — and the main story flushes out a little more detail — BUT the stories lead with different angles. The main story gets right to voices on either side of the debate.

Kudos to reporter Robin Erb and headline writer Dan Austin. 

Example No. 3

Front-page headline — Obama: Tax deal means more money for everyone

Inside headline — Questions of cost cloud tax deal

What’s good about this:

(1)   Headlines build on one another.

(2)   The stories do a pretty good job of attacking the topic from different standpoints — the 1A piece quoted Obama, the inside piece did not. Both quoted Granholm, but the main story inside quoted her low in the story and more deeply explored the reaction to and analysis of the plan.

Kudos to reporter Todd Spangler and headline collaborators Randy Essex, Nan Laughlin and Elizabeth Vanden Boom.

Overall Points

(1)     The 1A containable should not be a shorter version of the same story inside. (This misconception surfaced in our department meetings.) The stories can have some overlap for context, but the key is to frame the containable and the main differently.

(2)     It can be tricky trying to decide which angle to use for the front-page and the inside story. Best rule of thumb — write the story that will make for the most compelling headline for 1A. Sometimes, that will be the overall developments in a big story. Other times, it might be primarily focus on the most compelling one aspect of the developments. Or, if the story has been out there for awhile, it might be looking forward or getting into the impact of the news

That’s just some quick guidance for now — we’ll continue to get deeper into this.

Thanks, Paul and Jeff

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Survival of blasto dog

Peppermint Patti

Peppermint Patti

By Joel Thurtell

The squirrels are back to hiding in the trees behind our Plymouth, Michigan house since our dog, Patti, got cured of the rare malady she contracted last summer from hanging out around our cottage in McGregor Bay.

The Bay is in the northwest part of Georgian Bay, north of Lake Huron in Ontario.

We cottagers like to think of the Bay as a “quiet paradise,” but our heaven was hell for Patti after she breathed in spores of the fungus Blastomyces dermatitidis and caught a dreadful disease called blastomycosis.

Today, Patti is again the white bullet whose speedy blur we love to watch racing around our yard. But last August, we were desperate. Our U.S. veterinarians couldn’t figure out what was ailing her. We thought Patti was going to die.

Blastomycosis is endemic in Georgian Bay. It’s a fungus whose spores – when breathed by animals, including humans – go to the lungs. Nourished by blood and transported through arteries, blasto sets up shop on the skin, in eyes, bones and, in males, in testicles. Untreated or misdiagnosed, blastomycosis can cause blindness and death.

Blasto is not contagious. It occurs in other watery areas like the Mississippi Valley and Wisconsin as well as northern Ontario. Over the past few years, several dogs and one human have died of blasto in Georgian Bay.

Rare fungal diseases were far from our minds last May when my wife, Karen Fonde, and I loaded luggage and Patti into our boat at Birch Island. We were planning to relax and enjoy sailing, fishing, swimming, reading and the inspiring natural beauty of the Bay.

But we made a fateful return trip to Plymouth in June. Patti bounded across the lawn and suddenly started limping. A veterinarian said it was a ruptured anterior cruciate ligament. In English, she’d messed up her left hind knee. Patti needed surgery. So it was back to the Bay, then home again in Plymouth for Patti’s operation.

This 15-pound lapdog is no stranger to misfortune. We got her at the pound. She was a stray. Once, she nearly died from eating rat poison. Another time, she gobbled a huge chunk of chocolate, bad for dogs. She was again saved by an emergency vet. Yet another time, while chasing a squirrel, she impaled herself on a fallen branch.

Patti is our beloved companion. She is the best of all possible dogs. So there was no question about the ACL surgery. But I wonder if she would have contracted blasto if she had not been weakened by surgery.

We noticed her rasping cough about mid-July. It persisted, and her appetite waned. Soon after the ACL operation, we’d had to stop her from trotting around. By early August, she was barely walking.

On a late-July trip back to Plymouth, a veterinarian couldn’t account for her cough. He sent her home with cough medicine.

Still, she coughed. We took Patti to a second clinic in Michigan where they x-rayed her and saw something cloudy around her lungs.

Maybe it was pneumonia, maybe it was cancer, we were told. The vet could treat pneumonia, and prescribed an antibiotic. Little did we know, that was a bad idea.

Back in the Bay, in early August, Patti’s cough got worse despite despite or maybe because of the antibiotic. She seemed forever tired, wouldn’t eat, and she had pus-leaking sores on her back and near her mouth. Her eyes were clogged with mucous.

We were certain she was dying. I googled and found Dr. Cathy Seabrook, a Mindemoya veterinian. Dr. Seabrook later recalled her first sight of Patti: “She looked like she was having the worst headache in the world.”

Dr. Seabrook knew immediately what it was: blasto. It’s not common, but Island vets know blasto when they see it.

On the x-rays, Dr. Seabrook saw those cloudy areas around Patti’s lungs and called it a “snowstorm” – a signature of blasto.

“Blasto is multi-systemic — that’s why you’re seeing sores and infected eyes,” Dr. Seabrook said.

Misdiagnosing pneumonia is not uncommon when physicians and veterinarians have no experience with it. But antibiotics can encourage the growth of the blasto fungus, Dr. Seabrook said.

She was worried about Patti’s vision. Sometimes, dogs go blind from blasto. She prescribed drops to treat the disease and more drops to dilate her pupils so they wouldn’t lock permanently in a near-closed position. She prescribed an oral anti-fungal medicine that Patti took until mid-November.

Treatment was very expensive and Patti responded slowly. For a time, we were not sure if she would live. She had a double whammy – convalescing from knee surgery and fighting blasto. Movement seemed to pain her. But one time, the sight of a squirrel prompted several quick steps.

“She still wants to be a dog,” Karen said.

In August and into September, when Patti did walk, she’d bump into things. Was she partly blind?

How could this have happened in our quiet paradise?

We worried that even if Patti survived, she might be re-infected the following summer.

Should we abandon the Bay?

Gradually, she got better. By the middle of November, Patti was back to terrorizing squirrels.

And Dr. Seabrook gave us great news: A dog that survives blasto should be immune to further infection. So we’ll all be back next summer.

Did Patti lose some vision? Maybe. If so, she compensates by sniffing and listening.

Patti still wants to be a dog.

Just ask the squirrels.

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Matty to the slammer!

By Joel Thurtell

Channel 7 reports that a Wayne County circuit judge could fine and imprison Dan Stamper, president of the company that owns the Ambassador Bridge.

Stamper is known to Detroiters mainly as the consummate bullshit artist who tries to defend the gross misbehaviors of the billionaire who owns the Detroit International Bridge Co. for the “company’s” various thefts of city property and breaches of its contract with the state.

Now, I don’t have any sympathy for Dan Stamper.

But just because he’s president and public face of the bridge company doesn’t make him the right guy to put in the slammer.

The billionaire who owns the bridge company is the one who’s been thumbing his nose at the world by stealing public property to build his duty free store and ripping off a city park for his beloved second bridge to Canada.

He is the one who should spend time in stir.

He lives in Grosse Pointe and his name is Manuel “Matty” Moroun.

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Me & Matty & Fox 2

By Joel Thurtell

Bill Gallagher of Fox 2 stopped by Plymouth a few days ago and we chatted about Matty Moroun alongside the city’s picturesque Kellogg Park.

Later in the day, Fox 2 aired parts of our interview:

I seemed to be butting heads with Dan Stamper, another Plymouth Township resident who’s president of the Detroit International Bridge Co., paper owner of the Ambassador Bridge linking Detroit in the U.S. with Windsor in Canada.

We know who the REAL owner of the bridge is.

Manuel “Matty” Moroun.

Here, as best I can recall, are the details of what I told Bill Gallagher:

If you or I decided maybe we’d pitch our tent in a city park and live there, how long do you think it would take Detroit police to run us out?

What if I went down to Riverside Park and tore down city-owned basketball courts and shade trees so I could use the site for a new money-making bridge for me while meantime storing construction debris where kids used to play basketball?

What if I put up a chain link fence to keep the public out of a public park?

Just to add insult to my actions, what if I hung phony “Homeland Security” signs from my illegal fence?

What if I hired security guards — shotgun totin’ goons — and had them run citizens out of this public park just because I wanted the place for my own money-grubbing pursuits?

What if I stole city property to build a duty-free store and gas station?

How long do you think it would be before a SWAT team hauled me off in handcuffs while bulldozers tore down the fence, trashed the signs and leveled my store?

Pronto is how fast it would happen.

If it were you or me we’d be jailed on charges of criminal trespassing.

But the perp is Matty Moroun, and Matty Moroun gets away with it.

The city’s been in court more than two years trying to evict this miscreant from a public park.

They’re in court now trying to make him raze that store and build according to plan.

But he’s Matty Moroun.

He’s a bilionaire

He gets away with behavior that would put you and me behind bars.

You know what? Matty used to claim his bridge was a “federal instrumentality” with the power to seize property under eminent domain. The courts told him that’s baloney.

But I know a REAL federal instrumentality invested with the power to seize private property liked Matty’s prized bridge.

It’s called the “federal government.”

Memo to Barack:

Take the bridge!

That’s more or less the gist of what I told Fox 2.

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Seize the bridge!

By Joel Thurtell

The Windsor Star has called on Canadian governments to nationalize the privately-owned Ambassador Bridge linking the U.S. and Canada.

About time somebody took this idea seriously.

Besides me.

Back on May 14, 2009, I argued that governments, using their power of eminent domain, simply condemn Matty Moroun’s beloved, lucrative and decrepit Ambassador Bridge. There’s not much leadership right now on the U.S. side, but if the Canadians took over that portion of the bridge that rests on their territory, it might build a fire under U.S. authorities. It might shame them into doing what’s right for the common good instead of playing the billionaire’s shoddy game.

One piece of advice I’d change. Instead of having the Canadian and U.S. governments operate the bridge, I’d suggest doing one of two things: 1) Tear it down as a public nuisance and replace it with the government-supported Detroit River International Crossing bridge; or 2) build the DRIC, but re-open the Ambassador as a theme park dedicated to the merits of PUBLIC transportation.

Here’s what I wrote then:

Remember what JOTR said when this whole story surfaced last September? Why not send a city work crew with bulldozers, backhoes and a SWAT team to Riverside Park?

Tear down Matty’s fence.

Tear down Matty’s fraudulent Homeland Security “no trespassing” signs.

Replace those basketball courts.

Re-sod the area Matty tore up.

Once started, why stop with taking back the park?

Turn Matty’s medicine back on him. Send that SWAT team in to seize the bridge itself.

Lots of chatter about whether Matty has the power of eminent domain.

Surely, the government has the power to condemn private property, including a privately-owned international bridge.

I understand 40 percent of the freight passing between Canada and the U.S. goes by way of the Ambassador bridge.

The people need to own the bridge.

Seize it!

If Matty sends out his private army of shave-domed, shotgun-slingin’ hooligans, why hey — I kinda think Detroit cops could sent em packin.

If there’s a problem, maybe Wayne County Sheriff Warren Evans could lend a few deputies and even Gov. Jennifer Granholm could sending the National Guard.

Take the bridge. 

Wouldn’t that be great?

Number One thing a public owner would do? Have the bridge inspected for safety. That would be a first. That would lead, inevitably, to defusing the bomb under the bridge, i.e., dismantling those underground fuel storage tanks sitting under the bridge along with the 300,000 gallons of gasoline and diesel fuel that are the biggest security risk facing this bridge.

Number Two: According to law, no more hazardous material trucks on the bridge. That would be a first.

Number Three: Run the bridge as a public entity generating revenue for the public treasury. Another first.

Lastly, tell Matty if he wants his bridge back, he can sue.

Isn’t that kind of what Matty’s telling the city?

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