Let me guess.
I don't really want to go here but god that approach sounds close to the running of a certain football club I know. :-oI can only imagine that they don't pay much - so they don't attract people with the talent to think up investigative or "real" journalism for themselves. They could easily have contacted Red Bull themselves couldn't they? I wouldn't expect them to have insider knowledge such as Malaka, so I have no problem with them taking leads like that and running with them to see if there is a story there - but waiting for someone else to do it and then reporting it is lame in the extreme.
"Five things to do in a Shopping Centre"? FFS... can you imagine the conversation with the editor that ends up with him agreeing to publish?
A few weeks ago in the Times, Matthew Parris wrote an opinion piece about how it has become acceptable to massively under-perform in one's job and I agree with him. We live in a world where expensive products are designed to fail within 2 or 3 years; where you cannot trust any service provider to do their jobs properly or bill you correctly - and if you spot the mistake you can spend hours trying to resolve it with them because they just work off scripts and don't know what to do when something deviates from their cut and paste responses.
It's also very evident in my line of work. I design and build IT systems. In the 80s and 90s every large company built and maintained their own software. It may be different elsewhere, but in the industry I work in that has long gone. The place I work now has cut every job into a hundred different tasks and off-shored them. They no longer pretend they can build a system - and the projects to implement a vendor system cost more than it would to build them from scratch. They measure expenditure success by the absolute salaries they pay rather than efficiency (Salary divided by delivery and quality). Instead of IT staff who understand the technology and the business they put teams in-between who understand neither and peddle bureaucracy. The existing systems are full of errors and rather than fix them they employ people to work around them with manual procedures - because the cost of change has become too big a hurdle, due to the inability to do anything efficiently or quickly and the mounds of paperwork they create. And they accept the inevitable errors and poor customer service as a consequence.
It's a frustrating time to be working.
Well said that man, too much focus on quantity and nowhere near enough on quality.I can only imagine that they don't pay much - so they don't attract people with the talent to think up investigative or "real" journalism for themselves. They could easily have contacted Red Bull themselves couldn't they? I wouldn't expect them to have insider knowledge such as Malaka, so I have no problem with them taking leads like that and running with them to see if there is a story there - but waiting for someone else to do it and then reporting it is lame in the extreme.
"Five things to do in a Shopping Centre"? FFS... can you imagine the conversation with the editor that ends up with him agreeing to publish?
A few weeks ago in the Times, Matthew Parris wrote an opinion piece about how it has become acceptable to massively under-perform in one's job and I agree with him. We live in a world where expensive products are designed to fail within 2 or 3 years; where you cannot trust any service provider to do their jobs properly or bill you correctly - and if you spot the mistake you can spend hours trying to resolve it with them because they just work off scripts and don't know what to do when something deviates from their cut and paste responses.
It's also very evident in my line of work. I design and build IT systems. In the 80s and 90s every large company built and maintained their own software. It may be different elsewhere, but in the industry I work in that has long gone. The place I work now has cut every job into a hundred different tasks and off-shored them. They no longer pretend they can build a system - and the projects to implement a vendor system cost more than it would to build them from scratch. They measure expenditure success by the absolute salaries they pay rather than efficiency (Salary divided by delivery and quality). Instead of IT staff who understand the technology and the business they put teams in-between who understand neither and peddle bureaucracy. The existing systems are full of errors and rather than fix them they employ people to work around them with manual procedures - because the cost of change has become too big a hurdle, due to the inability to do anything efficiently or quickly and the mounds of paperwork they create. And they accept the inevitable errors and poor customer service as a consequence.
It's a frustrating time to be working.
Fake newsThey just employ content writers, I used to have one work for me to just churn content out all day every day. They just find content online, change a few words so it is "unique" and post it.
They will look at what's trending on social media and then try and find content related to jump on it.
It isn't news.
Which facts are you referring to? Why not give the correct version if there's things being said that are incorrect.some of the "facts" spouted on this thread are wildly inaccurate.
If we were at home I would rush from the game and wait for the Pinks to arrive with a group of about 20 men and boys, get the Final scores and read the stop press to see how the local non league sides had done then turn to the inside page to see how Cov Rugby had fared.Ah, for the days when you got home from the match and then went up to the newsagents to get the Pink. Somehow it was even better if you had to wait a few minutes in the dark for the black CET van to pull up, and for a bundle of Pinks tied up with string to be chucked on the pavement with a satisfying thud.
In our area that was about 6 o’clock, so not much more than an hour after the match finished you could read an unpretentious report of all the things that happened in the game, in straightforward chronological order. In the middle pages, you’d get proper articles and interviews about the club, and you’d read them several times because that was your only source of information.
Maybe we were less well informed, but it wasn’t as stressful as today’s minute-by-minute stream of words from every person on the planet, all wasting their time under the illusion that they are influencing events.
I'm not knocking today's journos - to me, most of them are good writers operating in an impossible environment.
Bring back the 20th Century
Yeah same hereIf we were at home I would rush from the game and wait for the Pinks to arrive with a group of about 20 men and boys, get the Final scores and read the stop press to see how the local non league sides had done then turn to the inside page to see how Cov Rugby had fared.
If we were away and I hadn't been I would stroll over to the Newsagent and chew the fat on about the day's result, if I had been to the away game I would be hoping my dad could be arsed to get the Pink for me.
It was an event, it was in fact part of the match day ritual and although we are fed with more instant news feed today it in no way makes up for holding the Pink in your hands and going behind the headline.
I can vividly remember the excitement I felt on the evening of the Willie Carr/Ernie Hunt donkey kick getting to the newsagents on Broad Park Road and reading about a game I had just seen with my own eyes but I got the confirmation I wanted. We had beaten the champions, we were the talk of the day, on match of the day and all over the country kids were doing a "Willie Carr"
What about when one of you found a rude magazine?Yeah same here
Used to cycle the two miles into Tile Hill village as it was known back then to be the saviour in a house of six males.
Allegedly the guy I used to do the milkround for Mrs was a readers wife.What about when one of you found a rude magazine?
You can't beat a house proud woman in my opinionAllegedly the guy I used to do the milkround for Mrs was a readers wife.
Never got to see that copy but she was tidy.
Wish I had one.You can't beat a house proud woman in my opinion
But could you spank her? :-oYou can't beat a house proud woman in my opinion
You're on the wrong site WingyBut could you spank her? :-o
That's a worth while campaign I'd back! If we all chip in we can get you a Thai one? Present her to you in the half way lineWish I had one.
Only Estonia,Georgian beauties need apply.That's a worth while campaign I'd back! If we all chip in we can get you a Thai one? Present her to you in the half way line
Top end of the market then?Only Estonia,Georgian beauties need apply.
Definitely not Russian like Otis's.
My wife is Russian, Wingy, but I certainly wouldn't let her get near to you lot!:smuggrin:Only Estonia,Georgian beauties need apply.
Definitely not Russian like Otis's.
Where about in Tile Hill wings? I was born in Lime Grove in 1955Yeah same here
Used to cycle the two miles into Tile Hill village as it was known back then to be the saviour in a house of six males.
From further out by Rough close scout camp site, just about half a mile from the city boundary.Where about in Tile Hill wings? I was born in Lime Grove in 1955
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Right then Eugene, can we put you down for the centre spread on all CCFC news and inside information from the previous 7 days? Shouldn't be too difficult, just need to copy and paste from SBT and you'll have more than enough copy. Maybe we could get King Tony covering the Manager's press conferences (one up on the CT) and persuade SW88 to do the match reports? Perhaps Godiva for Editor? Clint looking after distribution from the Albany? Could be onto a winner here.
Just round the corner from the woodlands pub WingyFrom further out by Rough close scout camp site, just about half a mile from the city boundary.
Lime grove would be somewhere between Jobs lane and Beech Tree Ave at a guess AVW?
No more readers wives shots like that other threadMy wife is Russian, Wingy, but I certainly wouldn't let her get near to you lot!:smuggrin:
LOL like ya style Eugene, careful with the motor though I'm glad I'm not the only one with a kitchen drawer full of all sorts of crap.Winner, winner, chicken dinner...I likes ya moxy kid. ;-) It's a deal, I'll work for a bag of Cheetos and a 5 pack of dodgy imported tobacco a week - plus we can use shitty pink crepe paper off Ebay for materials, I have a drawer full of it in the kitchen. Why, I don't know, it's just there.
If I encounter Timmy at any juncture, however, for an interview or press byte, I cannot promise I won't run him over in my 206. Repeatedly. Eugene Aloitious Barracuda the Third does the job professionally. With pen, or with car.
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