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Sunday, June 19, 2005

Huzzah, Public Editor, Huzzah 

The NYT's new Public Editor, Byron Calame, wrote an excellent article today about how the paper decides to publish a story that is potentially damaging to the CIA or national security more broadly.

The substance of the decision-making process is fascinating and seems spot-on to me. I was surprised that so many people complained that what the NYT published "weakened" our country, but I guess if us namby-pamby liberals don't know about extraordinary rendition then we can't complain about it.

But what I really wanted to point out is how this article is--to my thinking--the platonic ideal of a public editor column. Calame takes on a discrete issue that the readership has concerns with, allows the relevant NYT official respond, and then gives his own judgment. Fair, informative and a real exercise of institutional oversight.

So, cheers to you, Byron Calame!

-Ziggy Stardust  16:53 EST | |

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Lucky Luciano is a former Italian Stallion real estate hustler and Benedict Arnold CEO turned shady lawyer-to-be. He lives in Denver.

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