another homework night

Another late night grill.

And I realized that I over typed some completely irrelevant stuff... shame to waste it, so I'll just put it here.

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Joseph Pulitzer was born in Mako, Hungary, on the 10th of April in the year 1847. He aspired to become a soldier, and applied to three different armed forces, but was rejected by all due to his poor eyesight and weak health. He traveled to Boston (as rumors go, he jumped ship a few miles off the coast and swam there) and worked several odd jobs while studying English and law at a library. He got a job as a journalist for the Westliche Post, but soon was promoted to editor and publisher. After his marriage to a woman from Washington named Kate Davis, he became head of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, and with his efforts the paper’s circulation and popularity rose.

His fame and fortunes rose as he travelled to New York in 1883, and purchased The New York World, which prospered with his leadership. During his time there, he engaged in various legal battles to win the support of the public, including the printing of an incident which accused the U.S. federal government of a fallacious payment to a French canal company. Pulitzer was applauded by the public on his efforts on their behalf. He died in 1911 aboard his personal yacht.

Pulitzer was regarded as a tireless, public-spirited journalist. His concerns reached beyond his newspaper company; they tried to uphold the power of the press, with the interests of the public at heart. This is summarized in a quote by Pulitzer in 1904: “An able, disinterested, public-spirited press, with trained intelligence to know the right and courage to do it, can preserve that public virtue without which popular government is a sham and a mockery. A cynical, mercenary, demagogic press will produce in time a people as base as itself. The power to mould the future of the Republic will be in the hands of the journalists of future generations.” It is his righteous spirit which caused the founding of the Columbia School of Journalism, and the implementation of the Pulitzer Prizes.

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Took me a while to realise it was off-topic.

Concert tomorrow. We are still lacking ushers and ticket sellers at the door. Guess some people will have to double up.

Band was amazingly not too bad today. Except me, when my lower joint keys got stuck midway through the practice. And then when I neglected the key signature by accident...

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As usual, I will try to protect anonymity.

*I accidentally drop thumbrest on floor. It rolls to where A is standing*

A: *jumps up* Where is it!?

Everyone else: ???

A: The cockroach?

B: Thumbrest lah!

Ok, I shouldn't make fun of people but it was too funny to resist.