Brian Crecente

Im not sure why it’s not a requirement

All the Australian basic channels are free over the air, BUT they are also free to stream online.

They need to do this in the US too

I always suggest that men who think child rearing is easier than an office job, do it for a month and get back to me.

Let’s talk about Graham Platner’s Big Lie, finally. In 2009, at the height of the Gulf War, the Marines barred him from active duty. Platner claims it was his forearm tattoos. But his one forbidden tattoo was the Nazi symbol on his chest. He knew - and he left the Marines rather than give it up. 1/

This absolutely destroyed me just now

I miss Obama…

I feel like all solutions would boil down to (ha), you need more oats!

its amazing how much that impacts so many buying decisions. Like, do I need a new bag? A new handheld? Clothes beyond a tatty robe and socks?

Bluesky is #subdued +8.6% sentiment

1. @meidastouch.com -
2. @acyn.bsky.social +
3. @willquinnart.bsky.social +
4. @dimitridrekonja.bsky.social -
5. @marisakabas.bsky.social -

Okay this made me cry

Firing is a kindness. When is her trial?

Yeah

P.s. I present the local alt story about me and another reporter in which he gets scooped on his own story so hard that he forgot we both have roughly the same experience and he calls me a "cub reporter."

www.westword.com/news/hit-the...

And that's how I broke two Deep Throat stories at one newspaper.

The end

This was in the early days of online newspapers so that wasn't an option either.

Instead the ME thanked me for doing the impossible and ended her call by saying, at least the two of us will know who really broke this story.

Here's the crazy, soul crushing reason why.

The Rocky Mountain News and Denver Post had a joint operating agreement, which mean the RMN published on Saturday and the DP published on Sunday.

We had no paper to publish the story in before the VF story ran.

By this time it was Saturday, and I spent my day off writing a crazy, seemingly career making scoop for the Rocky and the Managing Editor who assigned it to me. When I finished it, I filed it directly to her.

But it never ran...

I was actually stunned to silence before sputterng out that of course I was. There had never been any sort of agreement about holding the story, and the tease from VF never mentioned his name or the details I received from him.

He wasn't happy.

At the end of the interview, as we said our goodbyes, Mark Felt, a man who upended a presidency by leaking information to a Washington Post reporter paused for a second and said:

You're not running this before the Vanity piece are you?

It took a day or two to finally track him down and get him on the phone. And he agreed to chat with me. Over the course of an hour or so interview he laid out the details of being Deep Throat, why he did it, and why he was coming clean now.

I spent the week chasing down what amounted to decades old rumors and myths. Talking with folks about who they thought Deep Throat was. Eventually, it settled on Mark Felt, the main suspect in this decades old mystery, who now happened to live in Colorado.

The editors discuss this tease, which doesn't have any information, and decide among themselves that they should give it over to me and give me a day or two to match Vanity Fair's national, massive scoop.

I suspect this may have been some crazy bet among editors or something.

Denver newspapers and TV stopped teasing stories essentially because they kept losing their scoops. Into this era came a tease of a different sort. Vanity Fair decided to fax (yes) out a tease of a coming issue of their magazine hinting or maybe saying they were going to break the Watergate story

This created a heated rivalry between myself and the Dever Posts investigative reporter (who's wife was my editor). The rivaly at one point spilled over into an article in the local alt newspaper. But that's another story.

First a little background. I was a night police reporter at the Rocky and had built up a reputation for chasing and beating competitive stories in astounding little time.

The competition would boast about a story running the next day on the evening news, and I would manage to match it.

This second story is essentially unprovable (outside a handful of editors) and is much less believable.

It involves the other Deep Throat.

The story can be tracked down in the old Rocky archives if you dig around for a bit. It led to some weird interactions, like The Globe insisting they pay me for the agent's phone number, despite my telling them repeatedly to just google it because it was the first result.

I followed the story as it developed over the following days and weeks. Her daughter was convinced she had been somehow killed. Which, I think, was questionable.

What wasn't questionable was that she died a pauper, without even the money for her burial.

A very sad story, that I also broke.