Waiting for the Kent Brockman Award
The tendency of journalists to present each other with multiple awards--usually named for journalists, living and dead--reminds THE SCRAPBOOK of the scene in Annie Hall where Woody Allen, complaining about the self-congratulatory culture of Hollywood, imagines a prize for "Best Fascist Dictator: Adolf Hitler." Of course, given the downward trajectory of the news business these days, who can blame them for a little logrolling?
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