The Press Has Gone Down Hill A Lot

SEE HERE I wanted to be a journalist at one time in the distant past in the time of my youth.  Sheer folly I suppose.  My dad changed my mind through the pure expedient of making it expensive.  He basically said he would not pay for a journalism degree.  I don't suppose he said it quite that way, more like preferring that I pursue a degree in science since I was so good at math.  I didn't end up a journalist for which I have my father to thank and he also showed me how to learn to type by myself so that I now type around seventy words per minute.  But the sad thing is that what passes for journalism these days is so despicable.  It makes me wonder why I ever thought it would be a good thing to do?