When the NY Times stopped caring about the truth long ago, they stopped caring about “mistakes”. It not that they were careless in this instance, it’s that they could care less in the first place.

After you have long since crossed the line concerning whether you print the truth, facts no longer matter. And they haven’t for quite a while at the dying, necrotic, graveyard that has become the once “paper of record”.

Bob Owens’ piece about how William Ayers was allowed to “cleanse” that paper’s “record” and they, (of course) found some weasel-worded way to blockade, hinder, and obscure any facts from being presented to expose the conspiracy between the propagandist and the NY Times…although that’s redundant.

To merely suggest that the NY Times has actively engaged in advancing an anarchist, or continues to…advance the causes of sworn enemies, foreign and domestic, is to not expose their conspiracy strongly enough.

That institution is now a one note parody of its former self. And anyone…anyone…who continues to accept a paycheck there, without comment about the fundamental loss of ethics, is himself without shame or conscience.

I like a few writers (very few) who remain on staff and are waiting in the gallows for its final whimpering collapse. But frankly, the paper has so shamed itself, so degraded its product, that the grand illusion that it somehow ELEVATES a columnist to have a byline there, is to at once live in the past while denying the present and mooning the future.

A writer of conscience can no longer accept a paycheck from this dying, wrinkled, old hag of a daily. It’s no longer relevant, it’s no longer respectable, it’s no longer chic and it’s no longer tethered to journalistic ethics.

The NY Times is a sad parallel of the former Soviet Union…built upon a power it did not deserve, an honor it did not earn, a respect it threw away and an arrogance that at once caused its collapse and yet it carries with it to the end.

Only Walter Duranty could be proud of an association with it today. The NY Times is a national disgrace. And any man or woman of honor would first say so, then leave.