Sunday, November 25, 2018

 

The Press

Evelyn Waugh (1903-1966), Scoop, Book II, Chapter 2:
'There are plenty of disadvantages I grant you, but you are liked and respected. Ring people up any hour of the day or night, butt into their houses uninvited, make them answer a string of damn fool questions when they want to do something else — they like it. Always a smile and the best of everything for the gentlemen of the Press. But I don't feel it here. I damn well feel the exact opposite. I ask myself are we known, loved and trusted and the answer comes back, "No, Corker, you are not."'

[....]

'Why don't you send them some news?'

'I don't know any.'

'Well for heaven's sake invent some.'
Evelyn Waugh, Men at Arms, Book I, Chapter 1:
'We don't get much time to read the papers.'

'No, I suppose you don't. I envy you. There's nothing in them but lies,' he added sadly. 'You can't believe a word they say.'



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