When I decided to quit my (fairly successful) job as an office manager & network administrator to enroll in journalism school I had no idea what I was in for.

All most every other student in the program was 18 years old, or close to it. They had little real-world experience. Many of them enrolled in college simply as a means to stave off the inevitable plunge in to the daily grind of adulthood.

Coming from a rather difficult background and with my life suddenly spinning in a new direction, I was easily annoyed by the trivial problems these teenagers.

However, I did find that we all basically shared one common goal when it came to journalism, to seek out and publicize the “truth.”

We, in all of our naivety, thought that we would leave our J school and change the world.

Even I, with the cynicism of a poor adult student who has seen the ax fall on many a good person, fell in to this fairy tale of journalistic integrity.

Our instructors pounded home the “code of ethics” and showed us films about journalists who have fought the good fight (i.e. Woodward and Bernstein - Watergate)...

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