American Thinker: The New York Times is doing stories on its own reporter, a perfect instance of meta-reportage, under the pious guise of how the Ali Watkins revelations of sleeping with sources – multiple sources, it turns out – “rattled the Washington media.”
Really? Never seen a news agency do a full investigative piece, full of unsourced gossip, about one of its own reporters and her love life, from all her chatty, unnamed colleagues, as straight news. It’s actually more like high school. It also suggests that the NYT higher-ups are getting ready to get rid of her. Maybe they care about their credibility after all, the way Abe Rosenthal once did.
Not that the long Times piece as it went out wasn’t newsworthy.
Watkins, according to the New York Times story, seems to have been “doing” source after source as the Times’ own resident honeytrap journalist, turning the craft of journalism into a KGB-style “swallow” or “sparrow” operation, with plenty more sources than just the now busted Senate Intelligence Committee staffer James Wolfe. Nice way to get scoops and best your competition.
Except that now the readers know.
“…swallow or sparrow…”?
Were they meaning the bird?
In this case, I think not.
‘…to put it a bit ickily, know how the sausage was made.’
Did they mean made or laid?
More sources than Sandra Fluke.
They’re likely upset because they were all doing her, too.
Her next expose’?
STDs in the news business.
Don’t try to change the subject over to your whore, NYT. Don’t try to make her the center of attention. We don’t need her backstormy. We are after her johns.
Sounds like there may be a DNA trail
She’s a source whore… a presstitute.
Stormy is on deck………..waiting for to get down on the next story
But of course, the REAL story (according to the NYT) is how mean old Donald Trump sent his FBI and Border Patrol(?) goons after her and seized her records. Freedom of the press!!!
….. hate to sound mean….. but….. why would anyone sleep with this gal? I can smell her sour body odor and stale blue cheese breath from here.
Second of all… LOOK AT HER.
If your penis isn’t contemplating suicide after looking at her you may be legally insane.
Gah…. so repulsive… about as appealing as watching Mooches’ ball sack bounce whenever she walked.
In pursuit of Pulitzer glory, she’ll do ya for a story.
I wonder how many stories were created by her Johns, particularly to get treated really special?