Spin How did I get so lucky to get a roomful of green intern on the same day the city's Executive Governor is assassinated? Fuck.
To the untrained eye, the room seemed filled with a freakish-looking group of degenerates, all of whom looked eager and scared to be there.
New interns were typically expected to endure a week of orientation when they joined the news precinct.
They were the lucky ones. Instead of having to deal with lectures on fuel cells and dental plans, the interns had one daunting task ahead:
Cover the assassination of Governor Berzin.
Sure, it might be a bit cruel of me to slather these proverbial beekeepers with honey, yet how else have we become the best in the world?
To understand me, is to understand this business.
Most infopunks know the history of the news media throughout the generations. The early 21st century was a key moment in time for change.
It was an era of apathy-- when entertainment and style beat actual world events in all Markets and on all Exchanges.
