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I have journalism in my blood. Close
family members of mine (as opposed to close family members that are not
mine?) have worked on the city desks of many a major metropolitan daily
and of course I used to be Barbara Walter’s Boy-Toy in the late 1990′s.
So
I know the need journalists and editors have to fill space and time
with anything that will grab the attention of the reader and hold it
like a deprogrammer would clutch a recently kidnapped cult-member as he
or she tries to rant the cult mantra and dive out the window.
But maybe there is a limit? Sure, it was nice to have a couple of interviews with victims on television recently. Who could forget the compelling interview with Jessica Lynch as she told America that she doesn’t remember anything? Well,
actually, I would have suggested thatthere was not a need to interview
Private Lynch to hear that she couldn’t remember the horrors she
experienced.
But that’s me. I’m not a full-fledged journalist ? just a former Boy-Toy.
Well, the International Fund for Animal Welfare (“IFAW”)has issued a press release to ride the horrible events of October 3rd that nearly cost Roy Horn’s life, to boost its drive to stop the…
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