Who was the sentimental desk man whose eyes welled up on reading a news item of a father who fell from a roof and fell on his son, who was standing below, killing both of them on the spot?
Archive for November 23rd, 2006
Late night—after we have put the first edition to bed, and after the tinkering for the city edition is still to be done while senior design consultant P S Ramesha has a long leisurely smoke—is a great time to spend on the internet.
To visit chosen websites (not all of them intellectual, mind you), to visit blogs, to update blogs, etc.
For those of us still getting used to the amazing even if narcissistic world of blogs, here is a great resource to see what other journalists on other continents are doing with their lives and careers.
Visit www.cyberjournalist.net, for a most comprehensive list of blogs produced by journalists. Visit it to see how “into it” some journalists seem to be.
“We Are The Best” is pleased to announce the winner of its first quiz contest. It is “senior design consultant” G Vishwanatha.
There were more half a dozen all-correct entries, and the winner was picked by a draw of lots conducted at the evening meeting today. The honour of picking the winner went to “Critic” Roshan, Eapen Panicker.
That’s the good news. The bad news or shall we say the more revealing news is that in an organisation which has a strength of around 140 people, barely a dozen felt inspired or motivated to take part in the sort of contest that should be meat and drink for journalists.
In spite of the Rs 500 prize, in spite of the promise of an interesting book.
Whether we know it all, whether we think it beneath us to take part in a competition, whether we are too conscientious not to google the answer—or whether we are too you-know-what—is for the world to judge every monring.
As we wound up last night, news came in of The Economist naming India as one of the flawed democracies (remember John Kenneth Galbraith‘s famous label, functioning democracy).
The desk was quickly alerted. The idea was to sneak in a brief. The desk head, smart chap, took a print out of the long story as it appeared in the Economist and went home to read.
No story in the paper. End of story.