The paper was owned by a medium-sized daily that was located in the county seat. And this was in southwestern Illinois, which is pretty much Nowheresville.
It was an eye-opening experience. I was raised blue-collar middle-class and knew nothing about this kind of corruption. I knew about other kinds but not this.
The editor of the daily was a lawyer and a graduate of Yale. The publisher had an MBA from the University of Michigan.
I thought, “What the hell are these people doing here?”
Their jobs weren’t hard and local people could have done them. But local people were never hired for the top jobs and never stood a chance of getting them.
That’s when I realized there really is an Old Boy’s Network. It doesn’t mean the members are qualified. The best jobs were reserved for the Unqualified Upper Crust.
The MBA in particular was unqualified. He was a second-rater and second-raters hire third-raters and then those third-raters hire fourth-raters.
The whole place was pretty much a catastrophe – and all because the MBA from the University of Michigan didn’t know what the hell he was doing.
The MBA finally "retired" - which means forced out - when another corporation bought the paper and MBA was replaced by a man who used to drive a truck. I'm sure the business is much better-run these days.
Probably the worst thing the MBA did was hire a Castastrophe that he not only hired but defended.
The Catastrophe was caught engaging in some sort of sexual activity on company property. And he was cheating on his wife.
Something like that is immediate dismissal, no appeal. The Big Guns in New York were going to fire the Catastrophe but the MBA talked them out of it.
Still, the Catastrophe was so bad at eveything that the Big Guns were finally forced to lateral him out of state to downtown St. Louis. I think altogether it took seven years to get rid of this POS.
Many jobs require worthless credentials. It takes a degree to teach children? You can train a teacher in six weeks. As for newspapers, remember Jimmy Olson, cub reporter? The last time there were cub reporters was in the '50s.
I graduated from what used to be a teacher's college and was appalled at the stupidity of the education students.
My father was a high-school dropout and started and ran his own successful construction firm. And he first started out as a cub carpenter.
We need more people starting at the bottom and working their way up. Degrees? Many of them are worthless.