The Problem With Being Really, Really Full Of Yourself?
It's really hard to show real remorse when you don't really have any. Mitch Albom apologizes for writing the fiction instead of the news, as follows:
I assumed something would happen that didn't. That was wrong.
Can the guy be any less contrite while supposedly writing a column of contrition? Read on, as he piles on the self-serving sap, no surprise, since that's what makes him so popular.
Time passed. Lumps were taken. And people moved on. I have been slow to return to this column because a lot has been said and done, and a lot seems changed. The boundless joy I always felt for this newspaper business has been socked in the stomach.
Aww, poor dear. The guy shows all the self-knowledge of a hangnail. Here's my letter to the Free Press about it (my former hometown paper that I'd been reading since about age 8):
Mitch Albom claims have seen the error of his ways, yet excuses his lack of integrity yet again with "I assumed something would happen that didn't." Does a highly paid columnist for your paper really have so little understanding of what it means to be a reporter? No wonder the public has so little trust for newspapers these days. Moreover, perhaps I've missed something, but I have yet to see a definitive statement by the Free Press confirming that this is the first and only time Albom's shorted the readers on the truth. I'm still wondering...aren't you? --Amy Alkon, syndicated columnist, Santa Monica







What if he assumes that Detroit will be hit by a meteor, the paper prints it, and even more hell breaks loose? Will he feel socked in the stomach? (Love the passive voice). It's a self-inflicted wound.
Kate Coe at May 2, 2005 7:39 AM
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