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Today's word on journalism

Monday, October 22, 2007

Can't Scare the Old Gray Lady:

"Good journalism for an intelligent general audience is hard. And we’re really good at it. Taking on The Times is not as easy as waving a credit card and proclaiming yourself 'fair and balanced. . . .' We have every reason to feel confident that we can hold our own if [Rupert] Murdoch decides to build The Journal beyond its business-reader base. In all the Murdoch parlor-gaming, I don’t hear anyone suggesting that he would attempt to match the depth of our coverage in culture, science, education, health, religion, sports, lifestyle, etc., etc. Not to mention business coverage that even devout Journal readers find they can't afford to miss."

-- Bill Keller, editor, New York Times, on Murdoch's promised Wall Street Journal challenge to Times national dominance, Oct. 16, 2007

 

The not-so-complex life cycle of my last relationship

By Jamee Hutton

September 21, 2007 | As I walked to school on a beautiful fall morning I suddenly realized the guy next to me. In a brief moment of bravery I decided to say hello. As we walked to class together I find out that we both have a love of Aggie football and we decided to meet up at the next game. As I turned into the building where my class was being held he asked for my number.

The first football game was amazing and we went to the rest of the home games for the season together. I never would have guessed we would have so much in common. Not only did we both love Aggie football, but we shared the same taste in music, both loved going to movies and never missed an episode of "Lost." As we continued to hang out I suddenly realized that I had entered a relationship. It was wonderful, I finally had a reason to get up and get ready in the mornings. Whenever my friends asked what my plans for the weekend were I could smile and say "I am going out with Johnny this weekend." I loved being able to say that and deep down I knew it made them a little jealous. I also now knew why all those couples I use to walk pass all looked so happy and content with life.

The months of bliss continued to roll by and before I knew it I had hit the all important six month mark. We decided to go out for a nice dinner and Johnny surprised me with a large bouquet of white roses, which just happen to be my favorite flower, and I wondered why I am so lucky to have found the perfect man. As I am sitting at home putting off my homework I realize it has been a week since our six month dinner date and Johnny and I have not talked since. How could this be? As I go over the week's events in my head trying to figure out what would have kept me from calling him the phone rings. Oh good it is Johnny, no need to worry anymore. We talk for awhile and decide to go to a movie Friday night. As I hang up the phone I reassure myself that nothing is wrong.

Friday rolls around and as I start to get ready for the night I realize that I am exhausted. I decide to take a quick nap and refresh myself from the day's hectic events. A nap will revive me for the date. The sound of Johnny's ring tone wakes me from my slumber; he is on his way. No problem, I will pull my hair in a pony tail, fix my makeup a little and throw on a cute outfit. As I look through my closet I decide I hate all the clothes in it and pick out a nice pair of sweats to wear instead. They are so comfortable and we are only going to the movies, I am pretty sure he won't mind. Too bad if he does I have made up my mind that sweats are the way to go. As I get into the car he takes one look at what I am wearing and continues to talk on the phone. I congratulate myself for knowing him so well and knowing that he really wouldn't care what I was wearing. He is dating me for me and not my clothes.

The months of the same old routine continued to roll on and then…the one year mark. This was a milestone; I thought we were going to be together forever at this point. One year pretty much was forever in my eyes. For the special occasion we decided to go out to dinner for sushi. Something both of us love but hardly ever ate. After dinner we would exchange presents and watch a movie. After a year of dating we had become very good at coming up with incredibly unoriginal date ideas and this was no exception. As he dropped me off I thought about what had happened to bring us to this point. Our relationship was not bad, but it was also not good. Somehow we had entered a state of blah.

No more than two months later Johnny and I called it quits. We ended on a good note, but I am still not sure if it was the right thing to do. Relationships are very complex and intriguing. I still sit and ponder how they can go from so great to not great at all to just being there all in a short amount of time. It is a relationship that can cause so much harm and pain and yet people are so willing to jump back into them because they know how much joy and excitement can be found in the right one.

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