Ten years ago this summer I went to work as a full-time reporter. It was with a… well let’s just say they don’t make outfits like this anymore. Probably one of the last of the newspapers with that old-school journalistic ‘tude. Anyhoo, my very first assignment was to investigate the budget that the General Assembly had proposed for North Carolina’s next fiscal term.
A full decade later and I still get fits of anger just thinking about the crap I found in those hundreds of pages of monetary monstrosity that I picked through line by agonizing line.
(A space shuttle launch complex for North Carolina? Really? And how much money did we spend trying to put that here when there’s already a good working one in Florida?)
Even if it’s a long drive and a fair swim away from the Tarheel State, what fellow journalist/blogger and friend of The ...