This used to be Newsweek.
now that’s a headline. NYT, 1922. (via)
The Guardian’s 10 rules of “open journalism,” as tweeted by the editor-in-chief:
- It encourages participation. It invites and/or allows a response
- It is not an inert, “us” to “them” form of publishing
- It encourages others to initiate debate.We can follow, as well as lead.We involve others pre-publication
- It helps form communities of joint interest around subjects, issues or individuals
- It’s open to the web. It links to, and collaborates with, other material (including services) on the web
- It aggregates and/or curates the work of others
- It recognizes that journalists are not the only voices of authority, expertise and interest
- It aspires to achieve, and reflect, diversity as well as promoting shared values
- It recognizes that publishing can be the beginning of the journalistic process rather than the end
- It is transparent and open to challenge – including correction, clarification and addition
Do they know it’s Global Orgasm for Peace Day at all? Kudos to Adam Gabbatt and Ryan Jones for brilliantly, uh, pulling off a potentially disastrous man-on-the-street video. Now, “lie back and think of Syria.”
The last act of journalism I committed for Adweek was this fun Q&A with Hollywood legend (and new Vanity Fair film critic) Paul Mazursky — the guy behind Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice and Down and Out in Beverly Hills, among other films.
Do you feel like you can be emotionally honest as a critic with the people that you worked with?
Yeah, I actually do, because lately I haven’t worked with anybody. So I can be very honest. I never met Lars von Trier; I don’t know Steve McQueen, both people I’ve given good reviews to. I know Clint Eastwood. He might kill me. I wasn’t crazy about [J. Edgar], but I like him.
Do you have another movie in you?
I’m 81 years old. I mean, I could, but I don’t think I could deal with the new group of producers that are out there. They give notes. The only time I got a note was on Down and Out in Beverly Hills. [Jeffrey] Katzenberg gave me some notes, so I marked them C-minus. I gave [them] to him, and I never got notes again. I do have scripts that I have written that I’ve tried to get going in the last few years, but nothing has happened.
I interviewed author, recovering war correspondent, satirist and conservative funny guy P.J. O’Rourke for USA Today about his new book, ‘Holidays in Heck.’ A taste:
Q. Could you have a career like yours today if you were just getting into journalism?
A. No. And really it would strictly be a matter of money. There still are of course well-paid foreign correspondents out there. But I would have had to work for some big institution, either a television network or one of the few remaining profitable print outlets.Q. Is that because of a shift in the news business, or in the appetites of readers?
A. As we say in the trade, that’s a good question. There isn’t much room for an outsider point of view in print any more. I would still be able to write all the stuff that I wrote, but I’d have to write it on a blog, and how would I get paid for that? It was very expensive for Rolling Stone, the Atlantic and various other publications to underwrite the bill. I could call them up and say, “I’m going to Albania.” And they’d say “fine.”
Read more here.
For the record, I have been this “clueless journalist” before, mostly because I was on an assignment and didn’t have time to prep and/or was completely out of my element. It’s the worst feeling to interview someone even somewhat intimidating who justifiably (or not!) hates you.
“IAN MACKAYE INTERVIEW”,
“Clueless Journalists: Being Scared of Shit Since 1980!”
Note to square journos: If you don’t understand a thing, but have an ill-informed notion about that thing, don’t go out and interview a guy who lives, eats, and breathes that thing.
On the good side, it puts a lot of the recent #Occupy coverage in perspective.
My friend and former colleague Sam Register is the archival force of nature behind this retro Newsweek tumblr. You should follow it. Also, I’d like a “Where is she now” follow up on the lady on this cover. Or maybe a time machine. And that guy’s mustache/chestbeard.
July 16, 1973
First in our Swingin’ Seventies series. Can you imagine conceiving of, let alone green-lighting this today? Newsweek brimming w/ confidence and feeling their oats. What were these “games”? Dive in…