Covering prep sports - with a child on the team

Perfectly put. "Oh but it's a one-man shop!" Get out of here with that nonsense.

 

The problem I still have, beyond the original conflict of interest, is Racer selling taking the gig because of his desire to mentor younger writers. You're showing them that it's OK to ignore a blatant conflict of interest. That's a horrible example to set. Want to mentor them in being good journalists? Turn down the offer to cover your own kid's games.

 

Alas the beating over the head resumes.

 

I don't know how effective Racer would really be as a mentor to full-time staff, or even stringers who want a career in the business.

 

As I stated on Page 3, this could be my weekly.
Yes, we have another full-time writer and a part-timer (for now), but we do not have any stringers or freelancers.
I am the only one who covers sports. That will not change unless one of them quits and the person who replaces them is interested in helping out with sports.
It's not a question of me hoping to one day prop up my son, it's simple economics and logistics.
Should it happen? No. Will it? Possibly.
Am I going to resign so as not to appear to have a conflict of interest? No. I'm going to do my job fairly and get paid.

 

I guess money is more important than being professional.

 

I would contend the opposite: At a shop as small as the one fossywriter8 is discussing, the pay almost certainly isn't good enough to warrant serious ethical handwringing. When you're in a situation like that, you do the best you can and call it a night. There simply is too much to worry about and not enough money to make it worth the worry anyway to get caught up in something like this.

 

Guess I need to use the blue font next time so my sarcasm can be detected.

 

You weren't. You were being snide, not sarcastic. You meant to imply that fossywriter8 was saying that. And I think he was, even if he hadn't thought it through properly. He's the one my comment was directed at, along with your snide counter.

 

Listen asshole, fuck you. You don't know what I was thinking. I was being sarcastic. Don't tell me what I was thinking or how I meant it. You're not fucking God. You're a message board troll.

 

You were being snide. Now you're being rude, combative and sensitive.

But I'm the troll.

"Motherfucker" is one word. And you're missing a comma.

 

Ah, the best part of any conversation on this message board – the meaningless pointing out of grammatical/spelling errors and belligerent cursing.

Just so we're clear, that was sarcastic.