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															|  | -author: John Swinton
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															|  | -content: There is no such thing, at this date of the world's history, in America,
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															|  | -  as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who
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															|  | -  dares to write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it
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															|  | -  would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinion out
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															|  | -  of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar
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															|  | -  things, and any of you who would be so foolish as to write honest opinions would
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															|  | -  be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to
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															|  | -  appear in one issue of my paper, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be
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															|  | -  gone. The business of the journalists is to destroy the truth, to lie outright,
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															|  | -  to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of mammon, and to sell his country and
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															|  | -  his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this
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															|  | -  toasting an independent press? We are the tools and vassals of rich men behind the
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															|  | -  scenes. We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents,
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															|  | -  our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual
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															|  | -  prostitutes.
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