Showing posts with label Connie Schultz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Connie Schultz. Show all posts
Monday, September 14, 2009
Recommended Reading
A while back I mocked Plain Dealer columnist Connie Schultz for suggesting the news--hard facts--be copyrighted. Well, today I sing her praises. No, I haven't changed my mind about the copyright; I still think that's nuts. This is about a more weighty matter. In the current health care crisis, people need a scapegoat.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
All Flights Reserved
September 11, 2001.
A jet flies into one of the towers of the World Trade Center.
A stringer for the Cleveland Plain Dealer Manhattan bureau is the first reporter on the scene.
First he looks up at the carnage, then pulls out his cell phone and calls up the Library of Congress.
"Yeah, that's right," he says into the phone. "I was the first reporter on the scene."
For the next 24 hours, as events of that tragic day play out, there is nothing about it on TV, nothing about it on the radio, certainly nothing on the Internet, and nothing in any newspaper other than the Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Why just that paper?
Because the Plain Dealer owns the copyright to 9/11.
And then Connie Schultz woke up.
A jet flies into one of the towers of the World Trade Center.
A stringer for the Cleveland Plain Dealer Manhattan bureau is the first reporter on the scene.
First he looks up at the carnage, then pulls out his cell phone and calls up the Library of Congress.
"Yeah, that's right," he says into the phone. "I was the first reporter on the scene."
For the next 24 hours, as events of that tragic day play out, there is nothing about it on TV, nothing about it on the radio, certainly nothing on the Internet, and nothing in any newspaper other than the Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Why just that paper?
Because the Plain Dealer owns the copyright to 9/11.
And then Connie Schultz woke up.
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