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I Frankly Admit To Not Knowing Who I Am. This Is Why I Refuse To Buy Clothes That Will Tell People Who I Want Them To Think I Am.

The American Press Has The Blues. Too Many Authorities Have Assured It That Its Days Are Numbered, Too Many Good Newspapers Are In Ruins.

New York Is The Only City In The World Where You Can Get Run Down On The Sidewalk By A Pedestrian.

There Is A Growing Literature About The Multitude Of Journalism's Problems, But Most Of It Is Concerned With The Editorial Side Of The Business, Possibly Because Most People Competent To Write About Journalism Are Not Comfortable Writing About Finance.

Unpleasant Questions Are Being Raised About Mother's Day. Is This Day Necessary? . . . Isn't It Bad Public Policy? . . . No Politician With Half His Senses, Which A Majority Of Politicians Have, Is Likely To Vote For Its Abolition, However. As A Class, Mothers Are Tender And Loving, But As A Voting Bloc They Would Not Hesitate For An Instant To Pull The Seat Out From Under Any Congressman Who Suggests That Mother Is Not Entitled To A Box Of Chocolates Each Year In The Middle Of May.