Whoppers from the field: J-Talks are self-serving narratives, nothing more.

Fallout from the Field? Nice try.

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Another bullshit J-Talk which is nothing more than journalistic propaganda spewed to try to save a dead profession. It is as honest as a US reporter’s “scoop” on Russiagate, though I doubt the Toronto Star’s Daniel Dale is keeping a list of all the lies his fellow journalists told about that.

No chance of that happening.

Or of this talk being anything else but a self-aggrandizing farce.

This is not to say that journalists who covered wars before were more thespian than scribe. Daniel Pearl was a real war correspondent who died on the job. So did my favourite war photographer Dickey Chapelle.


That’s her receiving last rites as she was fatally wounded on the job.

But slowly over time, that changed.

And the poseurs took over.

The PR firms hired to manage the optics in the civil was in the former Yugoslavia set up white tents and handed out press releases.

I seriously doubt that caused any PTSD.

And during the upheavals in Syria, one CBC journalist had the nerve to pretend her and her crew were under siege, all whispering “shh!” in the dark all while they had huge lights on them.

Yeah, the snipers are blind, but have super-hearing. Fuck you, you shitty fibbers. What’s up with that?

And you know this is a big bullshit story.

How so?

Have you noticed that none of these motherfuckers cover gang violence or human trafficking or the South American drug cartels.

So, you will cover the superlative dangerous wars, but not drugs, traffickers, or gangs?


It is a real knee-slapper because you know there are no public relations firms setting up white tents to hand out canned advertising disguised as news; so you know it’s a big, fat lie.

If you fall for any of it, you are a so naive...

The re-launching of Chaser News, Part Eight: Shut the fuck up, New York Times. You enabled Donald Trump and lost credibility on talk about him on November 1, 1976.


The New York Times is bullshit.

Anyone who believes a word they write is a very gullible person who has no idea how this whole thinking thing actually works.

Because anyone who believes a lying press is not savvy. They are suckers.

And the press should be held legally liable for every grifter they have ever presented as a Great Man.

And there is a long list of them, which I have chronicled over the years.


The Times is not qualified to talk about Donald Trump in any capacity, and it is this piece of bullshit from November 1, 1976 that sealed their credibility fate in that department.

But had it just been one person, then, of course, mistakes happen, but this is a consistent pattern with the Times.

In my book, When Journalism was a Thing, I go over numerous examples of the Times propping grifters and other shady characters to look like Great Men and Titans of Industry, giving them legitimacy.

The should have been fined and forced to pay anyone who ended up broke and jobless because of that aiding and abetting.

And they are trying to keep silent of their own journalistic skulduggery and incompetence.

Like this J-Talk bullshit trash:

Journalism matters.

With her recent bombshell New York Times front-page story, investigative reporter Susanne Craig helped debunk President Trump’s claim of being a self-made billionaire. For more than a year, Craig and two colleagues followed an unwieldy paper trail, documenting deliberate tax manoeuvres that increased the wealth Trump received from his parents, including acts of outright fraud. Craig discusses the complexities of reporting on Trump, money and politics in this conversation with investigative journalist Julian Sher.

SUSANNE CRAIG is an investigative reporter for The New York Times. She joined the paper in 2010 and has been covering Donald Trump and his finances since early 2016. Craig, a Canadian, has also worked at The Wall Street Journal, The Globe and Mail and The Financial Post. At The Journal, Craig was the lead reporter on a team that was a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize for National Reporting. She is the recipient of a National Newspaper Award and a Michener Award.

That’s right, kids: they knew all along, but kept quiet.

They keep things to themselves, and then, when things do not go the way they planned, they roll out the obvious.

But even this has a serious confirmation bias: this is how every titan and tycoon made money. They make it because the gullible press drooled all over them in their news stories.

They tell the little people how to fawn over these Great Men at cocktails parties to fake being smart, cool, and in the know.

But now, it has no impact.

The mid-terms always go the same way in the US, and I had called it two years ago when people on the Left had conniptions over being wrong who was going to be president. I said then Americans vote instinctually by checks and balances, giving a president two years of an aligned House and Senate, and then switching over to the other party at mid-terms, but still giving the president another term. It is how Americans vote and have been voting for the most part for decades.

Canadians vote differently and you cannot apply the same rules to them, but the US is a series of pendulums, and once people get over themselves, they can easily see it see those pendulums move at different speeds.

In fact, Resistance is just Left-wing Tea Party.

That is how the American collective political process works.

And it does so regardless of what journalists say or do because journalists ride on the coattails of public sentiment, but try to make it look the other way around.


When I began Chaser News, I had no use for hoaxes, and rarely mention them as I wanted to do original reportage.

I really had my fill of them, but now, I am taking a second look at the amount of garbage and pollution there is in the information stream.

There are no facts. Just lies.

Lies that dress themselves up with labels such as J-Talk, and New York Times.

What will happen here will be very different than what I am doing right now, and what I did with Chaser, but also very different from the nonfiction of A Dangerous Woman.

What this will be is annotated F.R.E.E.D.

And to show you what it will not be, let me leave with excerpts of how the New York Times told the world who Donald Trump was for the very first time — it was a love affair turned soured and now the Times is just a bitter old lady upset because that great love went on with his life as hers collapsed.


Donald Trump, Real Estate Promoter, Builds Image as He Buys Buildings

-He is tall, lean and blond, with dazzling white teeth, and he looks ever so much like Robert Redford. He rides around town in a chauffeured silver Cadillac with his initials, DJT, on the plates. He dates slinky fashion models, belongs to the most elegant clubs and, at only 30 years of age, estimates that he is worth “more than $200 million.”

Flair. It's one of Donald J. Trump's favorite words, and both he, his friends and his enemies use it when describing his way of life as well as his business style as New York's No. 1 real estate promoter of the middle 1970's.

“If a man has flair,” the energetic, outspoken Mr. Trump said the other day, “and is smart and somewhat conservative and has a taste for what people want, he's bound to be successful in New York.”

-Mr. Trump, who is president of the Brooklyn based Trump Organization, which owns and manages 22,000 apartments, currently has three imaginative Manhattan real‐estate projects in the works. And much to his delight, his brash, controversial style has prompted comparisons with his flamboyant idol, the late William Zeckendorf Sr., who actually developed projects as striking as those Mr. Trump is proposing.

-“What makes Donald Trump so significant right now,” said one Manhattan real estate expert, “is that there is nobody else who is a private promoter on a major scale, trying to convince enterpreneurs to develop major pieces of property.”

-Commenting on the Commodore Hotel deal, the expert said he thought Mr. Trump was “on the threshold of the greatest real estate coup of the last miserable three years; if it goes through, you could call him the William Zeckendorf of Bad Times’.

-The other day, Mr. Trump, who says he is publicity shy, allowed a reporter to accompany him on what he described as a typical work day. It consisted mainly of visits to his “jobs,” the term he uses for housing projects owned by the Trump Organization, which was founded by his 70‐year‐old father, Fred C. Trump, now the company's chairman.

-Mr. Trump, who lives in a three bedroom penthouse apartment done mostly in beiges and browns and lots of chrome, was waiting in front of the building. He is 6 feet, 3 inches tall and weighs 190 pounds, and he was wearing a three‐piece burgundy wool suit, matching patent‐leather shoes, and a white shirt with the initials “DJT” sewn in burgundy thread on the cuffs.

-“But in Manhattan, I feel a new convention center will be a turning point for the city it will get rid of all that pornographic garbage in Times Square. Psychologically, I think if New York City gets a convention center, it will resurge and rejuvenate.”

-As he drove around the city, he exclaimed boyishly, “Look at that great building [at 56th Street and Madison Avenue]. It's available! There are a lot of good deals around right now.”

What attracts him to the real estate business? “I love the architectural creativeness,” he said. “For example, the Commodore Hotel is in one of the most important locations in the city, and its reconstruction will lead to a rebirth of that area.

-“And I like the financial creativeness, too. There's a beauty in putting together a financial package that really works, whether it be through tax credits, or a mortgage financing arrangement, or a leaseback arrangement.”

“Of course, the gamble is an exciting part, too,” he said, grinning. “No matter how much you take out of it, you're talking about $100 million deals, where a 10 percent mistake is $10 million. But so far, I've never made a bad deal.”

-“I gave Donald free rein,” Fred C. Trump said in his office. “He has great vision, and everything he touches seems to turn to gold. As long as he has this great energy in abundance, I'm glad to let him do it.”

-“Energy is a word that frequently pops up in discussions about Donald Trump. Besides being a fast talker, he is a fast walker, a fast eater, a fast business dealer, and gives the distinct impression of being an early candidate for a cardiac arrest. Some of this energy, he said proudly could be attributed to the fact that, “never In my life have I had a glass of alcohol or a cigarette.”

-“Donald is the smartest person know,” his father said admiringly.

Fellow real estate executives in this very closely knit industry also say mostly nice things about Donald Trump, even when given the chance to speak off the record.

—Excerpts from the New York Times, November 1, 1976.

Starting over in a Post-Journalism World, Part Six.

Self-entitled paranoia. That's the mindset that destroyed journalism, and the signs of the collective mental meltdown are everywhere.

It is no wonder. Postmedia is threatening a lock-out of at its papers because brass want to cut benefits of the skeletal staff that remain at their papers.

But GateHouse is shutting down more papers because there simply is no audience who wants their product.

The Canadian Journalism Foundation, the side gig for broke journalists, are spewing paranoid propaganda talks because they are too dense to get it.

How hopelessly stupid is the CJF? Just read the description for the babble-fest:

Journalism matters.

Journalists and media organizations around the world are under siege from misinformation fed by social media and an antagonistic U.S. president. How should journalism and democracy respond to this dual challenge? How can journalists ensure truth overrides false information? How should they respond to public attacks and historic levels of mistrust? At the same time, many media are seeking sustainable business models and some are asking: can blockchain technology provide security for the future of journalism?

Under siege. Misinformation. The president is against them! How should they respond to "public attacks" against them?

What is the future of the dead profession of journalism?

The narrative is loaded and rig to protect their fragile egos.

If people are tuning out and calling you out for your garbage, then it is time you actually stop pretending you are without fault, and start looking why you alienated your audience base.

It is not them.

It is you.

They remind me of an abusive spouse who thrashes the other, and then becomes enraged the their mate flees, and then tells the court about the beatings, the terror, and the insults, but the abuser then claims innocence, playing the wronged victim who is being smeared -- and if the other person just came back, gave up their free will, and just took their licks, the world would be great once more.

It is a true sickness to the point of being psychopathic.

And it is time for that sickness to end.

This isn't an actual profession, it is a cult of the dead.

And the world is about life, about the births of new life and ideas.

It is also about rebirth, renewal, and rejuvenation.

It is not about paranoid control freaks upset that the world wised up and dumped them.

But the world still needs to be informed with truth, honesty, humility, bravery, love, and kindness.

Not this garbage. The world deserves better than another pathetic and propagandistic j-talk...