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You've got to love it. Specifically, you've got to love it when a reporter makes a boob of themselves during a live report. As long as it's not me, of course. Then it sucks.
The link above reminds me of a book I read a while back (Part of the 52 in 52), Big Trouble. In it, a "killer" hurricane is headed towards Miami. Of course, it's the lead story in every newscast, with reporters in the field doing live updates, reminding people not to leave their homes, not to wade into standing water, not to touch downed power lines, etc. Of course, every one of those reporters either drowns or gets electrocuted while doing their reports. In the end, the only people who get killed during the "killer" hurricane are the idiot reporters and photographers who weren't following their own advice.
You've got to love it. Specifically, you've got to love it when a reporter makes a boob of themselves during a live report. As long as it's not me, of course. Then it sucks.
The link above reminds me of a book I read a while back (Part of the 52 in 52), Big Trouble. In it, a "killer" hurricane is headed towards Miami. Of course, it's the lead story in every newscast, with reporters in the field doing live updates, reminding people not to leave their homes, not to wade into standing water, not to touch downed power lines, etc. Of course, every one of those reporters either drowns or gets electrocuted while doing their reports. In the end, the only people who get killed during the "killer" hurricane are the idiot reporters and photographers who weren't following their own advice.
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