Journalists who read the American Mercury for October went hot with pride, shame or anger. Editor Henry Louis Mencken had delivered himself of another diatribe on U. S. journalism. Once a newspaper man himself, Editor Mencken now looks down upon his former fellows and their calling with scorn and impatience. His tirades are bitter, egregrious, painfully penetrating. They are the firebrands of a studious but inactive idealist.
Provoked by recent discussions, in journalistic trade sheets, of codes of journalistic ethics, Editor Mencken launched forth upon a masterly historical account of the...
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