Sherry Chandler » Nobody ever loves reporters
Nobody ever loves reporters
Perhaps because they are so unlovable.
From Nicholson Baker’s Human Smoke (Simon & Schuster, 2008) :
Christopher Isherwood wrote in his diary that it was one month since the war began. “One looks ahead to a war and imagines it as a single, final, absolute event,” he said. “It is nothing of the kind. War is a condition, like peace, with good days and bad days, moods of optimism and despair.”
Isherwood’s radio was always on; it was driving him crazy. He especially hated the European correspondents, broadcasting local color: “The Paris sky is blue. The leaves in the Bois are turning yellow. A lark is singing over Montmartre.” He said: “I feel about them the way some bums must feel about the Salvation Army worker who forces you to take hymns with your soup.”
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