|
||||||||
|
||||||||
|
Wednesday May 11, 2005
An open letter to the class of 2005
First, congratulations. As of this month, after spending a year or two in classrooms and city council meetings and $30,000 or more for tuition, you are all newly minted journalism school graduates! That isn't the same as being journalists, but the distinction doesn't matter to many of you, anyway. In fact, a healthy percentage of your classmates -- some 190,000 strong this year -- will head directly for jobs in PR, marketing, or entirely unrelated professions which may pay enough to earn back your tuitions. The one trait you all share -- assuming you were paying attention -- is the ability to effortlessly write a nut graf. Again, congratulations." Snort. I should mention that I did not go to journalism school and I sometimes have a chip on my shoulder regarding people who think that your life as a journalist is over before it's begun if you didn't go to a school that ends in "-ill" or "-house." Anyway, Greg Lindsay has some other choice words for the soon to be former J-school students. Read on. |
|
|||||||