Upton Sinclair, ed. (18781968).
The Cry for Justice: An Anthology of the Literature of Social Protest. 1915.
By John Swinton
(One of Americas oldest and most beloved journalists was tendered a banquet by his fellow-editors, and surprised his hosts by the following words)
|THERE is no such thing in America as an independent press, unless it is in the country towns.|| 1|
| You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dares to write his honest opinions, and if you did you know beforehand that it would never appear in print.|| 2|
| I am paid $150.00 a week for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected withothers of you are paid similar salaries for similar thingsand any of you who would be so foolish as to write his honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job.|| 3|
| The business of the New York journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his race and his country for his daily bread.|| 4|
| You know this and I know it, and what folly is this to be toasting an Independent Press.|| 5|
| We are the tools and vassals of rich men behind the scenes. We are the jumping-jacks; they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.|| 6|