You probably think of editors as ink-stained wretches (or toner-dusted wretches, today) toiling away in small unheated basement rooms, outputting beautiful prose every month, week, or day.
We live for prose; we do it for love, not money. ("Please, give my paycheque this month, as meager as it is, to the poor children so they can afford the medicine they desperately need.")
We are selfless. Each morning, after rubbing the sleep from our wrinkled eyes, we take pen in one hand and sword in the other. With the pen (or keyboard, today), we write truth. With the sword (or blogs, today), we fight anti-truth.
And when the battle for truth becomes too much, we sit around the oil drum, warming our hands and attempting to outshock each other with horror stories of The Biz. A.k.a., The Daily Battle Between Editor and Advertizer.
I've written up many of my battles against Microsoft's marketing ravens over on Gizmos Grabowski. If that doesn't horrify you, then turn to Roopinder Tara's CAD Insider weblog as he takes up the thin thread of (in)civility: Editorial Ethics.
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