A journalist must have a thick skin. I was told this by several of my co-workers when I went to work at a small suburban newspaper in 2000.
I was in my late-20s and excited to have a job that would utilize my writing skills. My four years of college and several thousands of dollars in student debt were finally paying off. After college graduation in ’95, I “squandered” my life working in the produce department at a grocery store and then a steel factory. I whiled away my evenings (and hard-earned cash) going to bars and nightclubs in Cleveland’s Flats district, a section of the city so hip and trendy that it killed itself within a decade. (Seriously, the Flats today are as dead as the city’s steel industry.)
I wasn’t too worried about the “thick skin” thing. I fancied myself a pretty tough cookie. It never once occurred to me that people who use terms like “tough cookie” are most likely killed and eaten in the world of journalism.
The first red flag that indicated to me that journalism may not be for me was when the mayor of a city I covered called me a “liar” and an “asshole” and accused me of “libel”.
It should be noted that, prior to this incident, I had the utmost respect for this mayor. While she had a reputation for being a ball-buster, I had never had any problems with her. She had done many great things for the city, including cleaning an entire section of the downtown area by tearing down seedy hotels and porn stores that were notorious for prostitution and drug dealers. She had subsequently brought in a ton of new businesses to fill in the new area, including a Dunkin’ Donuts, which I frequented often. Needless to say, she was kind of heroic, in my mind.
Unfortunately, as politicians are wont to do occasionally, she did some stupid things with money. Specifically, she lost some. To be fair, it wasn’t just her. It was a team effort that included the city treasurer and several of the council members that she was notoriously buddy-buddy with. The money---which was somewhere in the six digits---went missing from a rainy day fund.
One of the council members chastised the mayor during a council meeting, saying she had “raped the funds”. It was such a good line that my editor decided to use it in the headline. Probably not the wisest decisions on his part.
In any case, she called me the day the paper hit the stands and claimed that I had misquoted her, her quotes were taken out of context, or I had simply made shit up. What started out as a heated conversation quickly became, on her part, a ripping of a new asshole for me. It stung.
The problem was, I always took a mini-recorder with me to every meeting. I recorded every minute of every council meeting and then, after the meeting, I transcribed everything, word-for-word. I kept the tapes for just such occasions.
I told the mayor that I couldn’t have misquoted her and I certainly couldn’t have “made shit up” because I wrote everything verbatim from my recording of the meeting. This silenced her.
“I thought we were on friendly terms, Scott,” she said. “This story makes us look stupid and incompetent.”
I wanted to say I didn’t make you look stupid and incompetent, Mayor, you made yourselves look that way but I didn’t.
Instead, I said, “I’m really sorry, Mayor.”
She hung up. She refused to sit for interviews after that, and our relationship never really was the same. Neither was the relationship I had with the other council members who were on her “team”. Most of them clammed up permanently after that.
I wish I could say that I wasn’t affected by this, but I was. I found myself, soon afterward, in a chemically-imbalanced depressive episode brought on by stress and anxiety that involved sleepless nights, lethargy, and random bawling. Everyone I knew said that I needed to see a doctor and a therapist, which is what I did. I was given a prescription for happy pills and weekly “talk therapy” sessions.
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Mary Mapes, a former CBS news producer and journalist, has a thick skin. She has been called worse than “asshole” and “liar” by many people, but she shakes it off. She is the epitome of “tough cookie”.
In 2004, working for the TV show 60 Minutes Wednesday (a spin-off of the long-running popular Sunday night show), Mapes produced a show for Dan Rather which showed that President George W. Bush managed to avoid going to Vietnam thanks to pulled strings by his father, a Senator at the time. Bush served in The Texas Air National Guard instead, but, according to Mapes, evidence suggests that Bush wasn’t a very stellar Guardsman, shirking his duties and performing poorly. Rumors of rampant partying and drinking (which even Bush doesn’t deny) abounded throughout the Texas Air National Guard and throughout his many careers in Texas.
It was a good story, one that highlighted issues of racial and class privilege and inequality. It also went directly to the integrity and personality of Bush, his hypocrisy in sending thousands of young men to fight for this country in (another) pointless war while he himself didn’t have the guts to fight when called.
More importantly, it was a truthful story, one that was backed up by four long years of research and fact-checking on Mapes’ part.
In the end, though, it didn’t matter. Politics and money trumped the truth. Mapes was fired from her job.
She tells the story in her fascinating and disturbing memoir, “Truth and Duty: The Press, the President, and the Privilege of Power”.
It’s appropriate that “The Press” comes first in her subtitle, as this book is first and foremost about how corporations are ruining journalism, especially television journalism.
“Journalism,” she writes, “particularly television, no longer does complex, complicated, or subtle very well. It rarely does real investigation. And God knows, journalism today has devolved into repeating more than reporting. If it’s online, it will soon be on the air. And the anchors and reporters broadcasting it are not checking out the facts in each case. They can’t. There is just no time in a world of twenty-four-hour-a-day news cycles, where a story erupts, gets beaten like a dead horse, and then gets dragged off-screen to make way for something new. (p.29)”
The days of Woodward & Bernstein and Watergate are long gone. A story like Watergate would never see the light of day. It’s simply not “sexy” enough for today’s glamour- and sex-obsessed TV landscape. It also can’t be summed in a 60-second soundbite, which most news stories are required to. Today’s news must compete with “Family Guy” and “The Bachelor”.
The best journalists today, according to Mapes, are working outside the system. Not that good journalism isn’t being done by the big networks or cable news shows, but most news conglomerates are owned by corporations, which own politicians, and they can squash any story that could embarrass them.
Journalists working outside the corporate news structure aren’t restricted by the Rupert Murdoch/Roger Ailes corporate bullshit. Unfortunately, mainstream media has developed such an awful reputation, most polls show that a majority (as in, more than half) of the general public receive their news from fake news shows like The Daily Show or Bill Maher or Internet websites such as the Huffington Post.
Mapes still believes in hard journalism: “[A]ggressive journalism... is the most important tool we have in this country to keep government honest, to keep people informed, and to keep democracy intact. Sometimes journalism is practiced in ways that make us proud, sometimes in ways that cause us profound embarrassment. But at its core, news gathering is a noble profession. (p.33)”
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Mapes started gathering information about the Bush National Guard story even before Bush was inaugurated in 2000. Working in Texas, Mapes had heard the rumors and stories about Bush’s wild halcyon days during the Vietnam Era. His “stint” in the Texas Air National Guard was well-known, albeit somewhat vague. Campaign literature and biographies about Bush the Younger always insisted that he served with honor and that he was, eventually, honorably discharged. Stories abounded, however, that suggested otherwise.
It was well known that sons of the wealthy could---and often did---avoid tours of duty in Vietnam by serving in military units here in the states. Waiting lists for these units were often ridiculously long, and it was almost impossible to get into these units, but if your parents had the right connections and---more importantly---money, waiting lists could be bypassed.
Former Secretary of State Colin Powell, who served in Vietnam, said, in one of his autobiographies, “I am angry that so many of the sons of the powerful and well-placed... managed to wangle slots in the reserves and National Guard units. Of the many tragedies of Vietnam, this raw class discrimination strikes me as most damaging to the ideal that all Americans are created equal and owe equal allegiance to their country. (p. 60)”
At the height of Vietnam---1968---graduate school deferments were no longer an option for young men. Many of these men were hoping to find alternative ways to avoid being sent to Vietnam. The National Guard, for many, was a viable option, except that most Guard units were completely full, and many had extremely long waiting lists. The Texas Air National Guard was no exception.
While Mapes was never able to get an actual figure or a confirmation on any number, several high-ranking officers in the Texas Air National Guard at that time confirmed that the unit was completely full with a waiting list of somewhere between 150 and 200 names.
Deals, however, could be made, and strings could be pulled, especially if you were the son of a senator. This is what appeared to be the case with George W. Bush. Regardless of how he managed to get in, the fact remains that Bush was admitted into the Texas Air National Guard in May 1968.
Rumors abounded for years that during his stint, Bush had gone AWOL, that he was a wash-out, that he didn’t take his stint in the unit seriously, and, in fact, had a reputation for partying and drinking heavily when he should have been on duty. Keep in mind, too, that these rumors existed among those who even considered themselves friendly to the Bush family and long before Bush had any interest in politics.
In campaign literature and even his father’s biography, though, the story was always that Bush was an “air force pilot” and a good one. No hint of impropriety or dishonorable conduct exists in any pro-Bush literature. Of course.
Former Texas Lieutenant Governor Ben Barnes once admitted to an audience of Vietnam veterans and their families that he “was ashamed that, while publicly touting the war as a just cause, he had privately helped young men avoid service in Vietnam. He said that he had helped President Bush and others avoid combat by helping them get into the much safer Texas Air National Guard, where their chances of being sent overseas without volunteering were virtually zero. Barnes added that he was sorry for his complicity in helping some people stay out of the war when so many other young men had no choice but to comply. (p.155)”
He later tried to deny these statements, but an audience member had secretly recorded it and put it on the Internet. The cat was officially out of the bag.
Then again, the cat had been out of the bag for years, as Mapes had, over the course of four years, interviewed dozens of people who could corroborate parts of the story. As a whole, Mapes never fully acquired a completely full picture, but she had gathered enough to constitute a worthy news piece that was both a harsh indictment of Bush’s behavior during the war years and a human interest piece about how some men utilized whatever advantages that they could---in Bush’s case, wealthy white privilege---to understandably avoid going to war.
What she knew was this: There was a year-long gap in the record of Bush’s service for the Guard. No one on record could verify that Bush was ever actually on base or actually performed his duty as a Guardsman. Indeed, the fact was that young Bush was busily working on the U.S. Senate campaign of Winton Blount, a family friend, when he should have been flying planes.
Mapes came into possession of several memos, one of which showed that Bush and another man were suspended from flying. It also stated that Bush was bounced back to a training plane. Reasons for all this were not cited, but the memos simply confirmed what was already official record.
When Mapes and her team compiled the story for 60 Minutes Wednesday, the memos were a small part of the story. She had no reason to doubt the memos’ authenticity, as they were in line with much of the information she had already gathered. There was absolutely no reason to think that they were forgeries.
Despite this fact, shortly after the story aired, so-called “experts” began springing up on conservative news media like FOX News claiming that the documents were forgeries, citing fonts and the use of superscripts to “prove” their theory that the documents were fake.
Never mind that the information in the documents were never disputed by anyone. The whole authenticity argument was, according to Mapes, a smokescreen to divert attention away from the fact that her story was, indeed, factual. Sadly, the smokescreen was a success.
Under pressure from CBS executives, Dan Rather resigned and Mapes was fired.
Mapes never really stood a chance against the corporate machinery that ran CBS News, whose sole interests were bottom line rather than truth-telling, and it is this that is the most significant take-away from “Truth and Duty”. Mapes’ book is not a Bush-bashing whine-fest, as some conservative critics have labelled it. They clearly miss the point.