Quote of the Day: NYT reporter on secretive “control-freak” Obama admin

Posted by: ST on October 6, 2013 at 10:37 am
Shh

Be very, very quiet …

What we’ve known all along (bolded emphasis added by me ) – via Memeorandum:

Leonard Downie, a former executive editor of The Washington Post, is the Weil family professor of journalism at the Walter Cronkite School of Journalism at Arizona State University. This article is based on his report “The Obama Administration and the Press,” forthcoming Thursday from the Committee to Protect Journalists.

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After the New York Times published a 2012 story by David E. Sanger about covert cyberattacks by the United States and Israel against Iran’s nuclear enrichment facilities, federal prosecutors and the FBI questioned scores of officials throughout the government who were identified in computer analyses of phone, text and e-mail records as having contact with Sanger.

“A memo went out from the chief of staff a year ago to White House employees and the intelligence agencies that told people to freeze and retain any e-mail, and presumably phone logs, of communications with me,” Sanger said. As a result, longtime sources no longer talk to him. “They tell me: ‘David, I love you, but don’t e-mail me. Let’s don’t chat until this blows over.’?”

Sanger, who has worked for the Times in Washington for two decades, said, “This is most closed, control-freak administration I’ve ever covered.”

Change you can believe in!

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  1. Carlos says:

    The only thing in this story that catches my eye is that Arizona State University has a “Walter Cronkite School of Journalism.”

    In my mind, that’s kinda like “The Jeffery Daumer School of Adolescent Psychology.”

  2. ALman says:

    It’s taken him 4 1/2 years to come to this conclusion? :-?

  3. This article also ran in the Huffington Post, in case you needed a shock. But now the NSA shenanigans are being played out for us to see. I pity the poor dumb bastard assigned to keep tabs on my sane, sedate, and mundane existence.