I was a journalist in the old days. With all due respect it was mote than just a job. It was a community, a calling. It felt important. I went out to dinner with my first ever boss and some original colleagues a couple of months ago and had a great time.

I would say the problem is that it NOW is just a job... it used to be the fourth estate

It had an aura precisely because journalists were the arbitrators of truth, so denial of real information elevated it