Television broadcasts have, in the main, been more suggestive, less specific, more distant in their images than the print press: often you knew that lump was a dead body only because a chattering reporter told you it was.
I was watching the devastations of the Kashmir floods, and a reporter was asking a local, who had just lost her house and her son, how she was feeling. I was stunned at the insensitivity. I did a 10-15 second satire on it and put it up on Facebook.
I had a reporter ask me what it was like to have my best years over so soon. It stayed with me.
I’ve always prided myself on embracing the concept that almost no-one is indispensible, certainly not a news reporter.
I was always the sideline reporter or something similar to that – which is essentially, but this isn’t always true, the ‘woman’s job.’
I tell the truth. That’s my training as a reporter.
As a reporter in Israel, I have interviewed hundreds of people in its intelligence and defense establishments and studied thousands of classified documents that revealed a hidden history, surprising even in the context of Israel’s already fierce reputation.
A reporter’s ability to keep the bond of confidentiality often enables him to learn the hidden or secret aspects of government.
If I had my choice I would kill every reporter in the world, but I am sure we would be getting reports from Hell before breakfast.
What the military will say to a reporter and what is said behind closed doors are two very different things – especially when it comes to the U.S. military in Africa.
Now that I look back on it, having retired from being a reporter, it was kind of romantic. It was a wonderful way to live one’s life, just as I imagined it would be when I was 6 or 7.
Los Angeles is a good city in which to be a reporter. Always entertaining, always an incubator.
I can’t remember a time when I didn’t want to be a reporter. I don’t know where I got the idea that it was a romantic calling.
Am I perfect? No. Do I want to be perfect? No, because if I were perfect, I would be a reporter.
I started at ‘The Daily Telegraph’ as a daily news reporter. I moved then to ‘The Guardian,’ and then I moved to New York as the correspondent for ‘The Guardian,’ moved to ‘The Times of London.’ And really, it was the best job you could imagine. You could cover any story you wanted in America.
The fact of the matter is, particularly when covering a campaign, which is a very high-speed story, it’s incredibly unusual for the reporter to be in the same place as the dateline when the story is filed.
You can’t be a reporter using Google. It can be a tool. But you have to get out of the house.
Being a reporter seems a ticket out to the world.
As a young man, Dickens worked as a reporter in the House of Commons and hated it. He felt that all politicians spoke with the same voice.
I’m still an old-school reporter at heart. Writing fiction satisfies my journalistic need to hear and relay the testimony of everyday people at the center of events.
I wanted to be some kind of captain of industry. Then I wanted to be in advertising, and then I wanted to be a newspaper reporter.
I have this reporter’s temperament still in me – I thrive under pressure.
There have been two Geraldo Riveras through his long career. One of them was a reporter who has done some remarkable work. The other was a television show host who did what it took to get an audience.
‘Amazing Grace’ is not a book of interviews or onetime snapshots. It’s a memoir of a journey that took me into a place I had never been and took over two years of my life. I don’t think the people in this book would have said the things to me that they did if they perceived me as a reporter.
I thank God I was a reporter before I became a writer.
‘The Post’ is a fairly fusty place when it comes to profanity. If a reporter tries to get a bad word into a story, the word is usually forwarded to top editors, who consider it with the gravity and speed that the Vatican applies to candidates for sainthood.
I’ve been a radio reporter for ten years, and if I learned anything from my time at ‘This American Life,’ it’s how to craft a narrative so that even if the ending is ambiguous, it is somehow satisfying.
Inventing sources is not a crime in and of itself, although it certainly violates every code of journalistic ethics known to man. A criminal fraud case would require that the reporter’s deceit had been malicious and resulted in financial gain.
I’ve been saying in the press that being a NY Post investigator reporter is an oxymoron.
I remember a Humphrey Bogart movie where he was a reporter, so I wanted to be a reporter, and then he was a parachutist, and I wanted to be a parachutist.
I guess, as a reporter, I always thought that my biggest strength was that I could get anybody to talk to me. I wasn’t the best writer, but I could get people to talk to me.
The fall of the Berlin Wall is very much a sequel, a continuation of the story about Eastern Europe emerging from war and Communism. The notion of presenting history as a story also appealed to me very much, since that is the way I look at the events I cover as a reporter.
Well I just always wanted to be a newspaper reporter.
I was an English major in college, took a ton of creative writing courses, and was a newspaper reporter for 10 years.
I understand that at times coaches get heated, and there are things they don’t really want to talk about. As a sideline reporter, you’re in the line of fire, and I just got lit up once. And that’s fine.
I was a reporter for Gannett and the ‘N.Y. Daily News’ covering Gov. Mario Cuomo’s dance with presidential races in both 1988 and 1991.
I am the world’s worst reporter. I am apt to try too hard to help rather than just document my subjects.
I was so thrilled being a reporter, because it gave you the kind of access to people that you wouldn’t ever get to meet.
I’m an efficient, good, professional reporter. But I also write. And so what I try to do is write about places that I know that I care about intensely and write about them in a way that conveys the fact that I care.
I didn’t want to just be an analyst for women’s basketball and volleyball. I didn’t just want to be a sideline reporter. I didn’t just want to be a host. I wanted to be someone that my producers or coordinating producers could call on me for any event, any subject matter or any role.
Kids are always asked, What are you going to be when you grow up? I needed an answer. So instead of saying, a fireman, or a policeman, I said, a reporter.
I’ve been covering North Korea nuclear issues since I was a young reporter in the Tokyo bureau of ‘The Times’ and wrote some of the first pieces about the existence of the program at Yongbyon.
As a reporter, I spent a great deal of time in court. During brief breaks in testimony, I would often look at the spouse, usually the wife, of the accused. I began to wonder how listening to the details of a crime purportedly committed by your spouse would affect that person’s view of her husband.
My first job ever real job in the field was as an airborne traffic reporter and producer in Los Angeles, but I was laid off pretty quickly – which was totally fair, because I’m terrible with directions, and that’s kind of the whole job.
Covering Richard Nixon’s triumphant run in 1968 turned out to be my last major assignment as a general correspondent for CBS News. In September of that year, ’60 Minutes’ made its debut and I began the best, the most fulfilling job a reporter could imagine.
I will say this, being an anchor is easier than being a reporter, because one of the things I’m able to do is essentially work a bit of a split shift.
Listen, I’m not a politician. I’m not a news reporter. I make music, and I act.
I am grateful that as a reporter and as an anchor, people have allowed me to share their stories.
I was a cub reporter on a local newspaper in Limerick city, and I used to cover the district court meetings. All of life passed through the Limerick courthouse. Misery, malevolence, the dark side of humanity… I tell ya, it made ‘Angela’s Ashes’ look like ‘The Wonderful World of Disney.’
I’m not a reporter but the ‘New Yorker’ treats everyone like a reporter.
In my very early days as a journalist, as a cub reporter on a local newspaper, I used to cover the district courthouse in Limerick city – all human life passed through that establishment, and my time there remains a source of inspiration.
My experience as a newspaper reporter was invaluable in terms of getting me to the kind of writing I do now. It gave me a work ethic of writing every day and pushing through difficult creative times. I mean, there’s no writer’s block allowed in a newsroom.
Very quickly, I discovered I did not have what it takes to be a good crime reporter: I was too unassertive and a little bit wimpy. It was very clear that was not what I was going to do, but I loved journalism, and I’m the daughter of a film professor, and my mom taught reading.
They put me on the shift where they thought I could do the least harm, midnight to eight in the morning. Although the hours were lousy, they were perfect for an apprentice reporter.
My employer was never at any time aware of anything in my past beyond the writing I did, because, frankly, it isn’t relevant to the job I was asked to do, which was to be a reporter.
