THAT you are reading an article. You may wonder why this writer feels the need to specify - normally, the articles do not comment on their nature, they are first of all because the cover features the text form typical of journalism. Well, this writer wrote an article, make no mistake. The novelty lies in the absence of news. This article was not news, so that over the text you the owner "The death of news" or "discovered the item that has killed the news" and if you are particularly devoted to the traditional gold standard, incurable supporters of sensationalism, even "Today died the news" by adding a deadbolt to this effect: "The article admits: I am the 'murderess. " But if you thought that the writer you are striving to prove that journalism is dead wrong. Miserably. This article and nobody can prove otherwise, let alone kill journalism. Although it undermines all the rules that govern his writing, the article you read does his duty, shall carry out their duties. This morning he got up every morning and as he repeated as Yesterday's action taken every day. At first it appeared on the page with difficulty. Stretching and yawning. In the workplace, still rumpled from sleep, he leaned over the paper. He was disheveled. Not claiming to always impeccable cut, with the line moved slightly to one side that gives a sense of elegance but the impression of rigidity, which alludes to an intellectual openness but not a reckless confidence in the latest thinking; but the beginning was unpresentable. Unconnected sentences, syntax and stumbling - greatest sin that can meet beginning to read - the incipit was limp. Of those that are now shaking their heads at the head of service, because is not certain that will capture the reader's attention, do not grind to a halt to the page and along the way this conversation anthology of amenities always repeated and ill-considered that the consortium reserves the press eagerly budding young scribbler. So he blunt, a bit 'frowning has shrunk off the page, in the indefinite space of vertigo, which anticipates the writing of the word in the desert that measures the distance between the urgency of the word and its negation, in a cathedral of fatigue barricaded itself is free. The article you are reading is one of those types that ignore the reckless risk and the extent and consequences - are you've already got - chose the first dimension of vertigo. So it's back on the page, this time with more determination. Not that it was immune from uncertainty, headaches or sudden interruptions in the flow of thought, but this time there were props. The sheet was still dotted with the detritus of the first failure. A precious relic to spot the grid of the text (actually, the scheme design has been circumvented, but served to give comfort to the writer). And since the purpose is not to give news, rummaging through the debris of the ill-fated attempt to discover it was mainly intended article. The writer has now realized that the purpose was the same articles that have news: Even This article aims to inform. Indeed, the article describes and explains that no news article amplifies the power with which it is serving its purpose because it multiplies. Tell about the nature and genesis of an article and urges the emergence of its essence, that information himself. In fact, I've not yet said, but the article is me. That's right, the article you're reading is the author of the article. At the bottom you will not find the signature of a journalist because the article is written by myself. Not just here and now but always. You are your own newspaper to ratify our agreement. Talk with your colleagues or your neighbor's place on a bus and commenting read a story in the newspaper, you say that "you saw that story yesterday I read an article that said ... paralia of a mug of guilty .." So beware of those pompous editors who give themselves airs artificially by putting the names above or under me. Today is a memorable day because journalism is out of the closet. And, finally, I have the opportunity to claim my humble existence. For too long I let This instinct to remain confined in anonymity. Today, journalism is no longer the flimsy container vapor content. Today, the article talks about the article written by the article. And below is my signature. Article
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