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Date: 28 September 2004 16:20:35
Do you ever have one of those meetings that make you feel rather like your soul needs a bath? I've just had lunch with some private investigators of a type I don't really like - and I don't really like the way I react when I'm around them, either. It's my job to meet these people, i guess, but I'm not terribly fond of the seedy side of journalism - even though it is where all the best stories are. Doesn't help that one of the guys they "questioned" recently killed himself. They felt like odd people to break bread with - and i wasn't proud of how cynically I came across in an attempt to impress them.
A serious piece about brand values in the tobacco industry will probably help me to feel less compromised, but at the moment it doesn't feel pretty, and when i walked past our perpetually cheerful doorman this afternoon I found myself wishing I could switch places, just for a little while. Ridiculous really - I'm sure he has his own issues, and probably just deals with them far better than I do.
Anyhow - enough. I chose to do this job, and I do believe - passionately - that there is a place for good and well-intentioned people in the media (and there are thousands of us) whether christian or not. But right now I want to go home and do something less icky. like read stories to small children. The sensible part of my brain says much of this is PMT - and the sensible part of my brain is usually right