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That's one of the most cynical things you've ever written, and it's close to the truth. Whatever aspirations I ever had about being a "real" journalist have been slowly eroded over the last decade after watching professional journalists up close, a genuinely depressing experience. And I even like some of these people immensely, but the system they work for is hopelessly compromised by its ownership.

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Cynical? Hardly.

And the game plays both ways. After graduation, one of my friends scored a position at the Boston bureau of the New York Times. Her job was to sex up the politicos and hang with the movers and shakers who appreciated her Ivy League wit. Any indiscretions hooked wound up at the factory ship, to be canned for immediate distribution or kept around as chum to attract the bigger fish.

She was brilliant at her work, landing for herself a hedge fund manager whose subsequent divorce settlement enables her to live comfortably and independently to this very day.

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