Far nicer things to do.
I was a journalist – for 30 years. A female columnist for a Sunday newspaper once wrote that if journalists were the “nagkardrywers” (sewerage cart drivers) of society, I’m grubbier than any of them.
She said it probably because I’ve encountered my fair share of loonies and psychos, civil war and genocide, warmongers and cut-throats and scammers and tricksters.
Hunter S Thompson once said that journalism is a “cheap catch-all for fuckoffs and misfits – a false doorway to the backside of life, a filthy piss-ridden little hole nailed off by the building inspector, but just deep enough for a wino to curl up from the sidewalk and masturbate like a chimp in a zoo-cage.”