the bottom of the cespit award goes to...

once upon a time there was this belief that a good start was several lawyers at the bottom of a swimming pool, or something thereabouts. today i believe this adage has got it all wrong.

there is a specimen, a thing, that is lower than the lawyer... yes folks this is possible so stay with me on this... they lurk in the back waters, leering, pretending, siphoning info when they can get their grubby little paws on it, they are the 'journo'.

the journalist, as the species prefers to be known, is more akin and at home in the comfort of others misery. they sit huddled in groups giggling, pointing, sniggering and diving in at the scraps with more skill than the most highly evolved sewer rat.

all day long they assume the guise of the gainfully employed. they travel in packs a little like hyenas. they bandy about like the mean girls in high school and relish the demise of anyone who falls victim to their version of the facts.

long gone are the days when integrity, fact finding, or truths were the pinnacle of this profession. today what sells is what is reported, the story as would be best cast on the greatest stage. its irrelevant who's or how many lives are smashed in the wake of the 'news' seeker, in fact the more the merrier and what is worse is it is all done under the farce of public interest...

the reality is that shares and market relations control what is published and how the story is told. from the horses mouth 'i knew the story was inaccurate but what could be done? i had no control over it the editor went over my head'. its your name at the top of the article, no proof reading necessary then? yeah apparently literacy isn't a requirement in this profession...