Hackery
Having nothing much to think about at the moment, I set to thinking about the past.
The 1980's will, thankfully, never return, but the skills I learned while keeping afloat through that badly managed decade have been very useful recently.
Mostly I learned what to avoid. The vengeful nature of much journalism today is beginning to frighten people who have confused it with reality. When I worked as a hack in the past, we kept ourselves going with dinner parties and trips to the parks in Summer to see outdoor productions of Shakespeare. Since there was a war raging, it was an exhausting time and great efforts were made to write in a positive vein. The astonishing competitiveness which makes contemporary television programmes unwatchable in my case would have brought us even further down, financially and emotionally, than was already the case.
The streets today are still full of ordinary people getting on with their everyday lives.
It's quite pleasant, in fact.
The 1980's will, thankfully, never return, but the skills I learned while keeping afloat through that badly managed decade have been very useful recently.
Mostly I learned what to avoid. The vengeful nature of much journalism today is beginning to frighten people who have confused it with reality. When I worked as a hack in the past, we kept ourselves going with dinner parties and trips to the parks in Summer to see outdoor productions of Shakespeare. Since there was a war raging, it was an exhausting time and great efforts were made to write in a positive vein. The astonishing competitiveness which makes contemporary television programmes unwatchable in my case would have brought us even further down, financially and emotionally, than was already the case.
The streets today are still full of ordinary people getting on with their everyday lives.
It's quite pleasant, in fact.
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