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"Clang! Clang! Clang! The sharp alarm rings out clear and loud above the roar of traffic. What is it You glance up to see a patrol-wagon hurrying through the crowded streets and if you give it a thought it is that it bears away to the police station some drunken man or arrested thief and you forget the next instant all about it. Pause a moment and follow, in thought, thtat rattling, clanging, madly galloping police outfit. In it may lie in silent agony some workman who has just fallen from a high wall or scaffold in a great building; or an old man, perhaps, lies there, crushed into bleeding helplessness by some passing wagon on the crowded street; or a victim of fire, suffering all the torment of martyrdom. Nay, there may lie in that crashing, swaying vehicle some mother in the first terror and pangs of maternity, or a little child who, in its play, has met death in some sudden and terrible form."
The Chicago Tribune 1889-12-13
"'Have you had any report of an accident happening to a girl anywhere in the city this afternoon?' I inquired of the officer behind the desk at East Chicago Avenue Station Wednesday evening at 9 o'clock. 'We have no report of any such thing in our district,' replied the officer.
The Chicago Tribune 1889-12-13
"All Jolted Alike: The Injured, Ill, and Dying Must All Ride in the Patrol Wagon" - Eleanor Stackhouse - The Chicago Tribune
"I have had a free ride in the patrol-wagon. This statement will probably convey the impression that I have been doing something to be "taken up" after the fashion of teh usual occupants of the city's free conveyances. In reality I have done nothing worse than to fall suddenly ill on the street, a crime that 2,000 or 3,000 innocent people commit every year in the City of Chicago. If there had been a city ambulance I should have been entitled to ride in that. It happened in this way:"
The Chicago Tribune 1889-12-13
"The words look up at me from a crumpled ticket which lies on my desk. On the reverse side I read in English, German, Swedish, French and Italian: "Keep this card to avoid detention at quarantine and on railroads in the United States." This small document was my passport from under the folds of the Union Jack tot he shelter of the Stars and Stripes. I have emigrated. Unlike most emigrants, I went from New York to Liverpool for the expressed purpose of emigrating. The desire was on me to cast in my lot with a shipload of human freight: to experience in my own person, the adventures, sad or merry, to test the treatment, good or bad, accorded those who leave home and country to lie down in the steerage, awake in Castle Garden and be whirled westward across the plains.
The Times Union 1888-10-20
"The 1880s and 1890s witnessed a revolution in journalism as publisher titans like Hearst and Pulitzer used weapons of innovation and scandal to battle it out for market share. As they sought new ways to draw readers in, they found their answer in young women flooding into cities to seek their fortunes. When Nellie Bly went undercover into Blackwell’s Insane Asylum for Women and emerged with a scathing indictment of what she found there, the resulting sensation created opportunity for a whole new wave of writers. In a time of few jobs and few rights for women, here was a path to lives of excitement and meaning. After only a decade of headlines and fame, though, these trailblazers faced a vicious public backlash. Accused of practicing “yellow journalism,” their popularity waned until “stunt reporter” became a badge of shame. But their influence on the field of journalism would arc across a century, from the Progressive Era “muckraking” of the 1900s to the personal “New Journalism” of the 1960s and ’70s, to the “immersion journalism” and “creative nonfiction” of today. Bold and unconventional, these writers changed how people would tell stories forever. "
New York - "What Happens When a Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: New York" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"The most difficult thing about looking for a job in New York is that from the papers, there seem to be so many jobs to choose from. Where I had been used to half a column of ads yielding perhaps one or two possibilities, I found myself confronted by whole pages. By the time I got through reading, I was in such a daze of indecision that job hunting invariably was put off till another day."
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-04-06
Baltimore - "What Happens When A Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: Baltimore" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"I had crossed Mason and Dixon's line. Heads of bobbed hair were few and a policeman studied me intently when I ignored his suggestion to wait ten minutes for a street car to take me to an address eight blocks away. But let no one think I underrate the Baltimore police force, for I was a night worker in Baltimore and the two people I looked forward most to meeting as I walked down the long and deserted stretch of Charles street each night were policemen. "
New Orleans - "What Happens When A Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: New Orleans" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"'Shuffle ALong' made its debut in New Orleans on a Sunday night and I made my debut as an usher. It wasn't as easy as it had sounded. We came early--at 7 o'clock-- and studied the house, which was as quaint as New Orleans. Sometimes the rows were lettered and sometimes they weren't. As for teh numbers, they were on the back of the seats, so that in order not to disturb every one in the row behind you had to count from the aisle every time--unless you knew the house."
Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-03-23
Los Angeles (concluded) - "What Happens When A Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: Los Angeles (concluded)" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"There was a long interval between the appearance of the extras on the lot at Culver city that day and I went into the highways and byways routing out girls who could tell me about an extra's life. Curled up on a bench beside the high wooden platform built for the director to shoot a scene from later on was a girl with long hair and a small wast. She sat up and showed enormous Spanish eyes and the long hair parted in the middle and arranged loosely at the sides. She was seventeen and had studied to be a pianist. Later she did play vivacious Spanish music with the Mexican musicians. She had stumbled into the movies two weeks previously by sheer luck and had no particular interest in them."
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-03-16
Los Angeles - "What Happens When A Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: Los Angeles" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"Contrary to popular idea, not all girls come to Los Angeles to go into the movies. I found several hundred in the Salvation Army home, the Evangeline, who had come to go into stenography or manicuring or millinery trimming. Some even come, like my roommate, to go to jail."
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-03-09
San Francisco - "What Happens When A Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: San Francisco" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"What is the chief industry of California in winter--fruit picking? Wrong. Canning? The canning season doesn't begin until April. The movies? Nay. It's boosting! Rah! Rah! at 49 cents a boost, this is as good a way as any for the poor working girl to pass part of those six months from November to April which no good coast-booster ever mentions."
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-03-02
'I had tea at Esterhazy castle yesterday afternoon with former Emperor Charles and former Empress Zita and heard from the lips of the king and the members of his entourage the full story of his unsuccessful attempt to regain the iron crown of St. Stefan and the collapse of the last hope of the Hapsburgs. I also transmitted a reassuring message from the royal couple to their children in Switzerland telling them they will not have to worry. "Maybe the public opinion of the world believes I am responsible for this war. But I would not spill a drop of Hungarian blood for a thousand thrones, said Charles.
The Washington Post 1921-11-01
Salt Lake City - "What Happens To A Girl Seeking Employment In A Strange City: Salt Lake City" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"Once upon a time, I, in common with a good many other people used to say when I read these stories of starving girls "But why can't they go into domestic service?" I used to say it triumphantly, even querulously, why not? Look at the seductive advertisements with offers of 'good homes.' Good homes. Good home-cooked food. Wages clear at the end of the month. No slack times, no holiday cutting into the pay envelopes. Very little danger o f'firing.' and such a swell chance of marrying the iceman of the grocery man, even the policeman on the beat and, as plaintive housewives have wept, 'when she got married, she got married from their house, and they gave her her outfit. She was a good worker. They don't make such no adays."
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-02-17
Portland - "What Happens To A Girl Seeking Employment In A Strange City: Portland" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"'A tree for you Portland grows,' Personally, I wish it had been a job. I left Portland after six days of extensive job hunting in an intensive rain which left me looking and feeling like Noah's ark.
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-02-24
Denver - "What Happens To A Girl Seeking Employment In A Strange City?: Denver" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"Go West, young woman-- if you must-- but stay away from Denver! If you scorn this earnest advice I warn you that pork trimming will get you if you don't watch out. They call it pork trimming at Armour's. As a matter of fact, you trim many things, fat and pork and kidney skins, meat, and ham and your fingers. One girl even stuck a knife into her stomach by accident--it's very simple. One thing and one thing only, you get no chance to trim--Armour's.
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-02-10
Troy - "What Happens To A Girl Seeking Employment In A Strange City: Troy" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"Troy is the home of the biggest collar factory in the world. That seems to be Troy's one reason and excuse for being. It's history is immeidately apparent. Once, long agi, the biggest collar factory in the world made its home in a small village called Troy; other collar and shirt factoires colelcted, tinier surrounding villages contributed labor, and thus Troy did not so much grow as was pulled into its present timid, half-awake existence as a city of 70,000 people, a city where even the drug stores close on Sunday."
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1923-12-30
Kansas City - "What Happens When a Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: Kansas City" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"All rings are not telephone rings." -- from the Pilot Light, published by the Kansas City Association of Telephone Employees. There, gentle subscriber, you have is the pilot girl's motto, what, is wrong with the telephone service. That is, why the telephone companies keep alluring advertisements always to type and employment managers always busy. That is really why you get wrong numbers and disconnects and why you have to fuss and fume at operators who seem to be attending their grandmothers' funerals at the other end. All rings particularly to a telephone girl, are not telephone rings. Statistics show, I have been told, that more telephone girls get married every year than any other class of working girls.
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-02-03
Saint Louis - "What Happens When a Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: Saint Louis" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"After the factory distances of Detroit and chicago, I sure did love Saint Louis. "I'll say" -- as they say. The factoires, hats and shoes and pants and princess slips stand all in a row. They make the best apple pie--apple pie is filling for the working girl's breakfast, lunch and dinner, and cheap at only five cents the generous slice. And about 25 minutes after I got to Saint Louis I found myself placidly cementing strips of duck on the quarters of men's shoes in one of the seven factories of the International Shoe Company."
The Buffalo Sunday Express 1924-01-27
Chicago - "What Happens When a Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: Chicago" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"It was going to be a sob story. It was going to be a sob story the moment I stepped into the rancid entrance to the Auditorium just three days before Christmas."
Vancouver Sunday Sun 1924-01-20
Detroit - "What Happens When a Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: Detroit" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"That the manufacture of spring cushions for automobile seats--soft, comfortable automobile seats which hold silk and satiny ladies on the way downtown to do their shopping--should be made an affair of such primitive violence amid such raucous shrieks of men and girls and machinery, such clash and clamor and clang of steel! Never, nevermore, will I feel the same about a seat in even the cheapest kind of a green flag taxi."
Buffalo Morning Express 1924-01-13
Pittsburgh - "What Happens When a Girl Goes Job Hunting in a Strange City?: Pittsburgh" - Catharine Brody - Buffalo Morning Express
"The first day I became a bean packer in the Heinz works, spent a maddening nine hours with Emma and the twins, 'Dawrathe-e-e" and Katherine, simply pasting stickers on boxes to contain tomato soup. We worked under Katie, the forelady, in a huge room filled with piles of boxes that reached nearly to the low ceiling and stacks of cans that reached half-way up. We sat on a truck and became covered and choked by the dust from the boxes. I did not mind that so much as the monotony of the work. But it suited the girls exactly."
Buffalo Morning Express 1924-01-06
"'And the longer you stay away from Ireland the better Irishman you are,' is the somewhat ambiguous motto of the wizened old man who sits next me in the third class railway carriage on the way to Wexford, county Wexford, Ireland. He follows up this Irish bon mot with the explanation that he is returning to his home after an absence of thirty-five years in the coal mines of Wales, that Ireland is a 'grand country,' and -- but, of course, the conversation turns to politics."
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-14
"Crowded quarters have the advantage, if such it be, of sociability. By the third day of our trip we have learned a few statistics; eighty-eight children, a bride and groom, two patriarchs from Russia (if length of beard be any criterion), a London actor, a theological student from South Africa--we are as diversified as a ringside audience."
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-20
"If 'twere done, 'twere well it were done quickly," is an axiom that cannot be applied in Ireland. So, between my determination to leave Wexford for america and my actual departure there is a long interval, made doubly long by doubts, disturbing stories of difficulties likely to befall me, and fear of the demands made by 'red tape.'"
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-15
'At the conclusion of her testimony Representative Siegel of New York Commented that her statement of conditions and every criticism she had made had been confirmed in speeches made by Chairman Johnson and himself on the floor of the house. "I agree with you," he assured Miss Forbes, "that you have been accurate as to facts and that your statements have been correct. Many changes however, have been made at Ellis island since you were there, and some of the changes and improvements you have suggested today have been made and are now in operation."
The Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-12-21
"The president, after studying the disclosures of incompetence of employee and ill treatment of immigrants, came to the conclusion that the system of administration at the island is responsible for the conditions and ordered not only a shakeup in the force of inspectors but a revision of the rules and regulations which make it difficult to obtain properly qualified employees. Mr. Harding expressed the determination to clean up the island and thereby end the ceaseless complaints of arbitrary and inhumane treatment of immigrants."
The Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-11-05
"Secretary Davis says the criticisms written by Miss Genevieve Forbes of The Tribune after she had entered Ellis Island as an immigrant are 'grossly exaggerated,' although in reviewing conditions during the last two years he states that the Ellis Island force was badly disorganized during the war, and many of the men on duty there at the beginning of his administration were inexperienced."
The Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-11-29
Miss Forbes went through the immigration mill Mr. Davis has observed it as the secretary of labor might observe it. Is he so credulouas to believe that the eye of the secretary develops and encourages abuses? Does he believe that when the secretary of labor visists Ellis island his subordinates want to expose under his eyes everything that he as a right minded man could condemn? If Miss Forbes had been known as an American newspaper reporter she would not have had the experiences which fall to the lot of the immigrant. It was because she was regarded as an Irish immigrant girl that she had them and could see what happened to the people the United States is receiving as its future citizens.
The Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-12-21
"As a result of the trip of investigation made by Miss Genevieve Forbes and her consequent articles in The Chicago Tribune and The New York Daily News, there is already a notable change in the attitude of many officials handling the immigrants. On Ellis island the newcomers to America have good food, sanitary quarters and adequate sleeping arrangements. Though many officials are still intolerant and overbearing, the official brutality and uniformed savagery with which Miss Forbes reported she had to deal is being brought under control."
The Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-11-14
"W.W. Husband, commissioner general of immigration, came from Washington to attend the conference, which follows disclosures in a series of articles written by Miss Genevieve Forbes for The Chicago Tribune."
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-11-03
"After my 'forcible release' from Ellis island, I return the next day as an American citizen to see if I can gain protection from the American eagle. I learn that inasmuch as most of the people calling at the island to claim relatives or friends are without influence, money or position, the major 'minor' officials treat them as much as they treat the immigrants. We go first to the information desk, make inquiry, and receive a pass. We are then shoved into a large 'bull pen' enclosed with a high wire fence and guarded by impudent youths, who order us about, ignore our questions, and refuse us any accurate information."
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-26
"'And What's more, we don't need you to butt into our affairs,' is the way the chief inspector shows his approval of my humble and in the beginning, quite unargumentative efforts to help the five girls who have ben forbidden to telephone or telegraph relatives waiting for them while they are held at Ellis Island. The authorities will not release them until their relatives come to claim them; their relatives won't come until the girls notify them; the officials forbid the immigrants to communicate with the outside world. It seems an endless circle. I intimate as much to the inspector."
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-25
"As we climb the stairs we catch glimpses of cages and bars. Self-important officials, holding their jobs because there is an Ellis island, yell and scream at us because we are at Ellis island. The noise is deafening; the procession incessant. At last we aer shoved into a large room with rows of benches, each marked with a different number and accommodating about 100. At the end of each bench is a raised platform and a desk before which an inspector is supposed to sit."
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-24
"'All women and children ashore.' Down the narrow stairs we stumble, an emotionless, hesitant, frightened mass. And always the raucous voices of our two guards, hurling brusque ruthless, often profane commands at us. Even the women who have been most self-possessed are shaking. 'if my husband were here,' whispers one of the women, ' he'd punch that man, even if he had to go to jail for it.'"
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-23
"'Damn you, you're in America now, get in line, d'ye hear? You're in America,' screams the illiterate, uncouth foreigner in charge fo the tender for Ellis Island, as he shoves us, a confused and stumbling mass of men, women and children, on to the upper platform of the ferry. About a third of our number get seats, the rest of us stand; crowded together in the narrow and dirty passage between the staircase and the benches. The floor is filthy."
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-22
'of course they've got to have rules, but why can't they treat us as if we were decent when they enforce them?' asks a little English girl, between sobs, as she puts on her clothes after inspection at quarantine early Monday morning. Compelled from infancy to obey laws and to observe rules, we even some of the most rebellious or stupid of us, have left our native countries believing in the necessity of strictly enforced regulations. But when we see, at the threshold of our new home, petty officials using a bit of gold braid, a uniform, or a subordinate title as a means of insulting women, shaming girls, frightening children, and infuriating men, we cease to reason and begin to argue emotionally, often hysterically.
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-21
We hate them as we love them, our fellow passengers in the steerage, which is the first indication that 'they' over whom first cabin travelers sentimentalize, has become the 'we' of our own circle. I, with five other girls from Queenstown, spend a sleeplessly sleepy night in a stuffy cabin with almost no ventilation. Up at 6:30, we hurry to breakfast, for we are at the first sitting. This is due, in part, to the difference in food for the Jewish groups, who compromise much of the continental delegation, in part to the protest made by the English speaking passengers for preference.
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-19
"On Board Ship, At Last, On Way to Ellis Island" - Genevieve Forbes Herrick - The Chicago Daily Tribune
Lack of education, what excuses are made in thy academic name. The rejected immigrant, loath to admit disqualification on the score fo morals, cleanliness, or health, prefers to blame all his troubles on inability to read and write. As a result, when we go to the inspector's office at Queenstown, we find an inconsistently large group of 'literate illiterates.' We all know the subterfuge, but we play the game, not so much through loyalty as through fear lest it may also be our game.
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-18
A rolling stone may gather almost no moss; but it certainly accumulates the maximum amount of official papers and documents, all marked "important." By the time I reach the office of the American consulate at Dublin, anticipation had ceased to hold any charm. Each new office entered means a new stipulation hurled at me, until the whole world, officially, seems to be saying, 'I dare you to get out of this country.'"
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-17
By the time our little group reaches Dublin we have enlarged it to include several more bound for America. There is Bill, the handsome New York policeman who has been home for a visit in Limerick. And Mar McGinn, with gorgeous red hair and "a hairy" coat. Mr. McKee hastens to tell us he has. been working eight years in a Detroit automobile factory. Of course, he is authority on everything.
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-16
From emigrant to immigrant. The transition is more fundamental than a change in spelling. Less than three weeks ago I, a "greenhorn" Irish girl, dressed in a homemade blue suit, a bow of green ribbon in the buttonhole, a green felt hat and heavy Irish clogs, leaned out of a third class carriage at Wexford, County Wexford, Ireland, and waved good-by to the group of friends who wished me good luck in America, the promised land, whither I was going to get a "job with my girl friend."
Chicago Daily Tribune 1921-10-13
"[Gendrot] spent almost six months in a police station in one of Paris’s tough northern arrondissements where relations between the law and locals are strained. In his book, Flic (Cop) published on Wednesday, Gendrot reveals that he was given a uniform and a gun after just three months’ training, and later sent out on patrol. He says he witnessed officers assaulting youngsters – many of them minors – on an almost daily basis. Gendrot describes a “clannish” system that ensures officers close ranks to protect their own, leading to a sense of impunity. “They don’t see a youngster, but a delinquent … once this dehumanisation is established everything becomes justifiable, like beating up an adolescent or a migrant,” he writes, adding: “What astonishes me … is at what point they feel untouchable, as if there’s no superior, no surveillance by the hierarchy, as if a police officer can choose – according to his free will or how he is feeling at that particular moment – to be violent or not." -The Guardian, Sept. 4th 2020
Éditions Goutte d'Or 2020-09-02
"Campus Favorite Is Incarcerated Spends Time in the County Jail But! Lo! It Was For Science Sake" - Elsie McCormick - The Oakland Tribune
Miss Elsie McCormick, one of the most prominent girls graduating with last year's University of California class, has been in jail. Far from being shunned for that fact by her campus acquaintances to whom she has returned for graduate work, Miss McCormick is being roundly praised for her ingenuity and pluck. For it was in pursuance of her sociological studies that the young graduate not only got herself arrested in San Francisco, but spent many days in the city and county bastille, studying prison conditions in general, and women prisoners in particular. For the period of her incarceration her daily companions were two counterfeiters, an embezzler, a perjurer and a lady burglar.
The Oakland Tribune 1916-09-08
"For Twenty-four hours I have been unable to read or write or indeed od much else than sit with a compress over my eyes, which are burning, bloodshot and swollen from the irritation of sunglare and horrible sand in the court of the Cabanas prison where I have spent a Sunday. It is a short sail or row across from he Caballeria wharf to Casa Blanca and the boats are full of people laughing and chatting gayly--thanks to the sanguinen Latin temperament--and carrying such little presents as they may be permitted to offer the prisoners after a rigid scrutiny of packages and baskets."
New York World 1896-08-07
"I looked from my window this morning before the sun had risen. Across the bay the grimly beautiful towers of the Castile Morro were outlined against the sky, a mass exquisite color, gray, white and yellow, the crimson and gold flag of Spain floating form the highest turret. Almost beneath my window a sentry slouched along. His rifle across his arm. Suddenly, with a splendor which dazzled my eyes, the sun burst into view, turning the water to gold and touching the castle walls with the glory of flame. Just then, across the water, came the sound of six rifle sos. the sounds were slightly muffled, as though coming through walls o stone, but seemed to gain clearness as they reverberated across the bay. The sentry stopped for a moment, looked over his shoulder, crossed himself, and walked on again. I stepped back from the little balcony with a chill at my heart. The glory of the dawn was gone. I seemed to see six men pallid in the morning light, led out from their cells in Morro, with chains upon their hands. I saw them placed in a line against the old gray wall and shot to death just as the day broke."
The New York Journal 1896-03-20
" . . . According to residents of the village of al Ghayil, in Yemen’s al Bayda province, the first to die in the assault was 13-year-old Nasser al Dhahab. The house of his uncle, Sheikh Abdulraouf al Dhahab, and the building behind it, the home of 65-year-old Abdallah al Ameri and his son Mohammed al Ameri, 38, appeared to be the targets of the U.S. forces, who called in air support as they were pinned down in a nearly hourlong firefight.With the SEALs taking heavy fire on the lower slopes, attack helicopters swept over the hillside hamlet above. In what seemed to be blind panic, the gunships bombarded the entire village, striking more than a dozen buildings, razing stone dwellings where families slept, and wiping out more than 120 goats, sheep, and donkeys. . . . "
The Intercept 2017-01-29
"Tripoli, Libya (CNN) -- "Eight hundred," says the auctioneer. "900 ... 1,000 ... 1,100 ..." Sold. For 1,200 Libyan dinars -- the equivalent of $800. "Not a used car, a piece of land, or an item of furniture. Not "merchandise" at all, but two human beings. "One of the unidentified men being sold in the grainy cell phone video obtained by CNN is Nigerian. He appears to be in his twenties and is wearing a pale shirt and sweatpants. . . . "
"Just within the shelter of the entrance ofa Broadway haberdashery an old woman sells flowers, recounting her experiences across town and the behavior of men outside the Union Club when their peers weren't watching from the windows. "The clubmen seemed to come and seemed to go and to keep it up forever. After a time the first one, the one who asked me to fasten his boutonniere, and was told that I had no pin, came out and walked slowly past me looking for his carriage. He did not seem to find it and approached me to make some inquiries into the flower trade, probably, but as he di so two men came to the window. Plainly this was the gentleman's unlucky night. He strolled back into the club. "...A man came to the window. After standing there a moment, he saw me. He stood looking at me with indecision in his eye. I was not seeing him. I was minding my own affairs attentively. Soon he left the window. Later he came down the club steps and walked up to me. I asked: "'Flowers?' "Yes." I handed him a boutinniere. "'Twenty-five cents.' "'You have stood here a long time. Are you tired?' "'A little.' "'Suppose I buy the rest of your flowers.' I looked grateful. The offer seemed kindly. "'That would be charity, sir, for you do not need them.' "'You could make it right.' "I' appreciated the offer better I felt more curious. I looked him in the face and said: "'I should not know how, sir.' "He was not sure whether he needed to explain or not. He decided that he did. He looked the flowers over, seeming to be occupied with them if anyone should come to the window above. "'Let me buy your flowers and take you to your home. This is not the place for a woman like you to stand. here I'll call a cab. You walk down two blocks and wait there.' "I cannot. I must sell the flowers by waiting for customers. This is very good of you, sir, but it would be accepting charity.' "Good God—don't you know'— "'That it would be a good thing for—for charity's sake, yes, sir, but—' "No—no—no. You don't catch my meaning. I'll explain later. You walk down two blocks.' ...
The New York World 1893-10-01
Several videos, including the Financial Times' "It's impossible to describe... excitable ... 130 women ... You could have a drink or two on the night ... highly unusual ... I was groped several times and I know that numerous other hostesses said the same thing had happened to them ... You could be talking to a man and he would suddenly start holding your hand..."
The Daily Mail 2018-01-27
Men Only: Inside the Charity Fundraiser Where Hostesses are Put On Show - Madison Marriage - Financial Times
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Financial Times 2018-01-23
"A Woman Approached the Post with a Dramatic - and False - Tale about Roy Moore" - Shawn Boburg, Aaron C. Davis, Alice Crites - Washington Post
"A woman who falsely claimed to the Washington Post that Roy Moore, the Republican US Senate candidate in Alabama, impregnated her as a teenager appears to work with an organization that uses deceptive tactics to secretly record conversastions in an effort to embarrass its targets." See full story link below.
The Washington Post 2017-11-27
"Veritas had previously punk'd lefty activist groups and non-journalistic employees at NPR. But in its attempted sting of the Washington Post, Veritas went directly at the paper's reporters with a female operative selling a fictitious story that she had been impregnated by Alabama senatorial candidate Roy Moore as a teenager. The Post's reporters saw through her flimsy deceptions, counter-stinging her and Veritas with a bundle of fine reporting and thus proving the opposite of the organization's hypothesis: the Post had no overwhelming bias against Moore, and it exercised skepticism and thoroughness in reporting an allegation brought to its attention. While outrageous, the depth of Veritas' undercover deception is not unprecedented, even in contemporary journalistic circles. In 2007, investigative journalist Ken Silverstein went undercover for Harper's magazine as a business executive who intended to hire lobbyists to skirt the law in helping him reform Turkmenistan's poor international image. In 1992, ABC News producers told Food Lion a passel of lies to secure jobs at the supermarket so they could film a story about the chain's substandard health practices. In 1963, Gloria Steinem submitted a fake name and Social Security number to get a job as a Playboy bunner for expose in Show magazine. . . .
Toronto Star 2017-09-15
"There are two dozen of us crowded around a conveyor belt, bodies twisting to snatch dough off the line. The floor is strewn with raw pastries that seem to accumulate faster than anyone can sweep them up. They collect in bloated masses at our feet. It is my first day as a temp at Fiera Foods, an industrial bakery that reeks of yeast and is alive with the constant drone of machinery. We are forming and packing raw, circular pastry dough into wet plastic trays - a shoulder-crunching task called pinching. These may well be the croissants you eat for breakfast. Supervisors shout at us to wake up. They shout at us to move faster, pinch nicer, work harder. No one talks through the noise and exhaustion. The factory relies heavily on temporary help agency workers. Its health and safety record is checkered; three temps have died here or at Fiera's affiliated companies since 1999. Across the province, more and more people are relying on temp agencies to find work. When they do, statistics show they are more likelly to get hurt on the job. I am undercover to investigate why."
Toronto Star 2017-09-08
Article in full: http://motherjones.com/politics/2016/10/undercover-border-militia-immigration-bauer "Becoming a militia member began with opening a new Facebook account. I used my real name, but the only personal information I divulged on my profile was that I was married and that I had held jobs as a welder and a prison guard for the Corrections Corporation of America. A "Don't Tread on Me" flag was my avatar. I found and "liked" militia pages: Three Percenter Nation, Patriotic Warriors, Arizona State Militia. Then Facebook generated endless suggestions of other militia pages, and I "liked" those too. To keep my page active, I shared other people's posts: blogs about President Barack Obama trying to declare martial law, and threats of Syrians crossing the border. I posted memes about American flags and police lives mattering. Then I sent dozens of friend requests to people who belonged to militia-related Facebook groups. Some were suspicious of me: "Kinda have a veg profile, so I got to ask why you want to be my friend????" one messaged. Many, however, accepted my friend requests automatically. Within a couple of days, I had more than 100 friends, and virtually any militia member who looked at my page would likely find that we had at least one friend in common."
Mother Jones 2016-11-01
"As a journalist, it's nearly impossible to get an unconstrained look inside our penal system. When prisons do let reporters in, it's usually for carefully managed tours and monitored interviews with inmates. Private prisons are especially secretive. Their records often aren't subject to public access laws; CCA has fought to defeat legislation that would make private prisons subject to the same disclosure rules as their pubic counterparts. And even if I could get uncensored information from private prison inmates, how would I verify their claims? I keep coming back to this question: Is there any other way to see what really happens inside a private prison?"
Mother Jones 2016-07-01
Journalism Studies (Taylor & Francis) 2016-03-22
ABC Radio Australia 2008-09-01
"Mr. ____, I have determined to send you to prison," smoke like a knell on my ear. Little Tommy, the office boy, could have knocked me down with a feater; the more stalwart Johnny Weinheimer could, at that moment, ahve rendered my children fatherless and my wife a widow with an ease which woudl have utterly astonished him. . . . 'The face is, Mr. _____, I have reason to suspect that there is something rotten in Mr. Warden Tracey's state of Denmark . . .."
The New York Tribune 1871-05-30
The Argus 1876-09-30
"There is barely room to walk between the beds; stretching out my arm, I could easily place my hand on the forehead of the man in the next bed; in need, I was distrubed in th enight by a stroke on the cheek from the hand of my lef-hand neighbour, who lashed out wildly, killing mosquitoes in his dreams..."
The Argus 1876-04-15
" ... The patient being dead, what happens to him? The first thing done is to communicate wiht his friends and ascertain if they are able or willing to bury him. If not, he receives a pauper's funeral at thee Melbourne General Cemetery. . . . "
The Argus 1876-12-23
"What is a home? Turning to the dictionaries I find it variously described as a 'place of constant residence;' . . . And so I think the Immigrants' Home is misnamed. Certainly, as a place of constant residence, it is not the home desired by immigrants or to be pointed out as a great inducement to bring people 12,000miles acaross the sea to settle in Victoria. It is not their own house or private dwelling, and if peole dwell together there it cannot be said to be the above of their affections.. . . "
The Argus 1876-04-29
"The company behind Whisper, the social media app that promises users anonymity and claims to be 'the safest place on the internet,' is tracking the location of its users, including some who have specifically asked not to be followed."
The Guardian 2014-10-16
"...Then came the bath, taken in public, with the aid of the little colored convict. Under direction, she scrubbed andscsrubbed,w e being told to keep hands off. Some one originated the theory that all convicts are dirty,a nd truly it is on that theory that the whole prison system is built. A convict means dirt, physical, mental and moral and is treated accordingly That this may not be the case makes no impression. I was a convict; therefore, I was full of vermin..."
The Century Illustrated 1914-10-01
The Masses 1915-11-01
II-"Payoff Risk Slight Under Policy Terms" - Linda Solomon and Carolyn Shoulders - Nashville Tennessean
"If Charles Sims loses a foot in an accident while riding in a car down a highway, Liberty National Insurance Co. will award him $500. "But if he is riding in a ruck at the time of such an accident, he is out of luck. Liberty National will not pay. . . . "
The Nashville Tennessean 1978-08-21
I-"Industrial Policy Premiums Pay Firms Big Profit" - Carolyn Shoulders and Linda Solomon - The Nashville Tennessean
First in the series.
The Nashville Tennessean 1978-08-20
"For eight days, I lived undercover, hiding the truth from my traveling companions and near-ubiquitous military guards. . . .Panic shot through me when the North Koreans looked at my passport, inside which was my worker's permit for Germany which states I'm a journalist . . . Fortunately they couldn't read the German . . . "
Business Insider 2014-05-08
"Caught on Video: Can Herbalife Cure a Brain Tumor?" - Brian Ross, Matthew Mosk, Rym Momtaz and William Gallego - ABC News
"Nearly 600 independent distributors of the diet and nutrition sales brand Herbalife were disciplined last year for making medical claims when selling the company’s weight-loss shakes and supplements, despite company policies aimed at preventing such tactics. "Herbalife revealed the internal figures after an ABC News undercover investigation found numerous examples of distributors boasting to potential customers that the company’s products helped treat maladies ranging from diabetes to heart disease."
ABC News 2014-04-23
"One staff member has been sacked and seven others suspended from an Essex care home following a panorama investigation into poor care. This is the undercover reporter's account."
BBC News 2014-04-29
"Intelligence information on the activities of the trafficking ring was first circulated by the International Police Agency, INTERPOL. After receiving the information, 5 months of extensive undercover work was undertaken by Anas Aremeyaw Anas, leading to the arrest of the traffickers. The operation was also assisted by the US and UK embassies, and the Vietnamese Embassy. Having established that these women were being hired out to clients who had the option of either spending time with them at the Jang Mi Guest House in Takoradi or taking them to another location and returning them on an agreed date and time, our undercover reporter set out to unmask the faces whose activities led to the abuse and prostitution of these girls. . . . "
enewsgh.com - Proudly Ghanaian 2014-03-12
"One-Percent Jokes and Plutocrats in Drag: What I Saw When I Crashed a Wall Street Secret Society" - Kevin Roose - New York Magazine
"Looking up at him from an elegant dinner of rack of lamb and foie gras were many of the most famous investors in the world, including executives from nearly every too-big-to-fail bank, private equity megafirm, and major hedge fund. AIG CEO Bob Benmosche was there, as were Wall Street superlawyer Marty Lipton and Alan “Ace” Greenberg, the former chairman of Bear Stearns. And those were just the returning members. Among the neophytes were hedge fund billionaire and major Obama donor Marc Lasry and Joe Reece, a high-ranking dealmaker at Credit Suisse. All told, enough wealth and power was concentrated in the St. Regis that night that if you had dropped a bomb on the roof, global finance as we know it might have ceased to exist."
New York Magazine 2014-02-18
"Spears, 33, served for a year in the U.S. military's Iraq operations before using the 9/11 G.I. Bill to pay the costs for earnng an economics and political science degree from George Fox University this spring. "Standing for 80 hours on the OC exit ramp started as a project to satisfy his own curiosity during summer break before his senior year. With his eye-opening findings, he successfully raised $5,000 through an online kickstarter campaign to launch his literary career."
Pamplin Media 2014-01-30
"INVESTIGATION: Inside Nigeria's Ruthless Human Trafficking Mafia" - Tobore Ovuorie - Premium Times (Nigeria)
"We are 10 at the boot camp: Adesuwa, Isoken, LIzzy, Mairo, Adamu, Ini, Tessy, Omai and I. We have travelled together in a 14 seater bus from Lagos, hoping to arrive in Italy soon. We are eager to get to the 'next level' as it is called: from local prostitution to hopefully earning big bucks abroad. But first, it turns out, we have to pass through 'training' in this massive secluded compound guarded by armed military men, far from any other human being, somewhere in the thick bushes outside Ikorodu, a suburb of Lagos. Our trafficker, Mama Caro, welcomes us in flawless English, telling us how lucky and special we are; then she ushers us to a roomo where we are to sleep on the floor without any dinner. "I had not expected this. We had exercised, through a risk analysis role play, in advance: my paper, Premium Times, and our partners in the project, a colleague-Reece Adanwenon-- in the Republic of Benin, and ZAM Chronicles in Amsterdam. We had put in place contacts, emergency phone numbers, safe houses, emergency money accounts. We had made transport and extraction arrangements. Ms. Reece is waiting in Cotonou, 100 kilometers to the West in neighbouring Benin, to pick me up from an agreed meeting place. But we hadn't foreseen that there was to be another stop first: this isolated, guarded camp in the middle of nowhere. It danws on me that we could be in big trouble."
Premium Times (Nigeria) 2014-01-24
" . . . On the fifth floor we are immediately led to a giant windowed 'fishbowl' where at least 20 girls sit on bleacher[s] to be observed and picked. Scott walks in front of the pane; they respond to his macho energy, rising and preening. "I have my iPhone in hand and itching to take a picture when suddenly things go horribly sideways. A white-clad girl in the bowl suddenly jumps up and starts screaming, 'She take a picture!!' She runs into the lobby and a grim-faced Mama-san bustles up to us. The girl crowds us and accuses me; more people start to gather. My friends advise me to erase the picture - but I haven't taken any! I try and stand my ground and keep saying, 'I didn't take a picture.' But I am becoming very nervous and the situation is getting ugly. . . . "
"Undercover Film Exposes 'Fagin School' Teaching Bulgarians to Pick Pockets" - Ian Gallagher - London Daily Mail
"The Kardarashi lead ordered, comfortable lives and compared with other Roma groups they enjoy a high standard of living. They choose to live in the suburbs of Stara Zagora, rather than more ramshackle settlements in the city centre. " . . . Even by Roma standards, the clan is particularly insular and conservative. Disputs are always settled internally by a strictly hierarchical leadership and there is little interaction with mainstream authority. The police simply leave them alone. " 'Yes, we train our children to pick pockets but we educate them properly too and want them to get good jobs. Pickpocketing is just part of our heritage. . . . "
London Daily Mail 2013-11-30
"Jessica Mitford was one of a clutch of children born to the uncontrollably eccentric Lord and Lady Redesdale and raised in an isolated mansion where niether formal education or contact with outsiders was permitted. Only one of the sisters, Deborah, fulfilled parental expectation by marrying a duke. of the remainder, unity and Diana betrayed their country; if not their class, by falling in love with Adolf Hitler in the first instance and Sir Oswald Mosley - founder of the British Blackshirt movement (and the nonfiction model for Roderick Spode) -- in the second. Antoher sister, Nancy, became a celebrated novelist and brittle social observer. "In bold contrast, so to say, Jessica eloped with a Communist nephew of Winston CHurchill's named Esmond Romilly, fled to Spain to support the Republican cause, and emigrated to the United States as the Second World War was approaching . . ."
Atlantic Monthly 2006-10-01
"In September, in one of these trucks, I sat across from a recently married couple in their 20s, from Tehran. The wife, who was seven months pregnant, wore a red blouse stretched over her stomach; the husband a tank top, thick-rimmed glasses and a faux hawk that revealed a jagged scar (courtesy, he said, of the Iranian police.) Two months had passed since they flew to Jakarta; this was their fourth attempt to leave. Twice, en route to the boat that would bring them to Australia, they were intercepted, detained and paid bribes for their release. Another time, the boat foundered shortly after starting out. All the same, they were confident this trip would be different. Like everyone else's in the truck, theirs was a desperate kind of faith. "Tonight wwe will succeed," the husband assured me. They were determined that their child be born 'there.'"
New York Times Magazine 2013-11-17
"Fruz and I started talking about what kind of job I could fill at the market. I had three options: to become a sweeper, a porter or a vendor. "To work as a sweeper is the easiest job. You collect a daily salary of 400 rubles ($12) for pubshing a broom along one of the market's many rows. "The job of porter is much harder. First, you have to pay 1,700 rubles ($52) for a black-and-orange uniform and a birka, a card that shows you have the right to work at the market. Then you have to buy a cart and pay a daily fee of 400 rubles to use it at the market. . . "Vendors are at the top of the market's hierarchy. They just sit in the shops and sell goods. . . . "
The Moscow Times 2013-11-07
"Nobody ever joins a cult. One joins a nonprofit group that promotes green technology, animal rights, or transcendantal meditation. One joines a yoga class or an entrepreneurial workshop . . . a recruit must never suspect he or she is being recruited. The second rule is that the cult must monopolize the recruit's time. . . ."
". . . 'When the visitors come in,' Brother Thomas says, leading me to the room where a fake abortion performed by actors using grocery store meat to simulate a discarded fetus is supposed to scare kids away from premarital sex, 'what I need you to do is yell in a strong voice, 'Watch the steps!' If we don't say, 'Watch your step,' and they fall, we're liable."
" . . . Meem is 9 years old and works as a sewing helper in a garment factory. For a few days this summer, she was also my boss. She taught me tricks of trimming. She taught me to smile when my back ached. She taught me some Bengali words. Sab bhalo. It is all okay.
Toronto Star 2013-10-11
" . . . Meem is 9 years old and works as a sewing helper in a garment factory. For a few days this summer, she was also my boss. She taught me tricks of trimming. She taught me to smile when my back ached. She taught me some Bengali words. Sab bhalo. It is all okay.
Toronto Star Friday, October 11, 2013
"The brothel worker: 'I regret not working in the sex trade as soon as I got here'" - Hsiao-Hung Pai - The Guardian
". . .I detected Grace's disappointment when I said I was just a maid who offered no other services. Mia urged me to "try it out". Many housekeepers end up doing zhuangzhong, she said. 'All you need is a makeover.' She studied me with a professional air. 'You've still got the face for the job. You need to do it when you don't look like an old lady yet.' . . ."
The Guardian 2013-04-14
"She convinced her followers to travel miles away from their friends, families and possessions to a place where they were to live a holy life in preparation for the second coming of the Lord Jesus Christ. They settled in the bushes of Mentukwa – far from the prying eyes of the public and the scrutiny of authorities.In this groundbreaking documentary, ace undercover reporter Anas Aremeyaw Anas joined the church. He took the name Joseph Jesus Christ. With his hidden camera, Anas went behind the history and the operations of the church by dispelling myths."
"Multiple international award-winning undercover reporter, Anas Aremeyaw Anas, goes undercover in this riveting documentary to expose a highly organized human trafficking ring working across the West African sub-region.For years, James Xu Jin, Chou Xiou Ving and Sam Shan Zifan have eluded law enforcement officials with their tricks. They lure poor, innocent and vulnerable Chinese girls into West Africa and force them into prostitution. The girls are held in bondage; their passports are confiscated and the traffickers profit from their sexual enslavement."
"Washington DC taxicabs: 20 tested, all 20 fail WUSA9 undercover overnight sting" - Nadia Pflaum and Russ Ptacek - WUSA 9
". . .We started at midnight, when the inspectors with the DC Taxi Commission go off-duty. When our investigation ended at 4:00 a.m., we had not found a single driver who was in compliance with DC Taxis Commission's rulebook. . . "
WUSA 9 2013-08-01
"WUSA9 undercover, overnight taxi sting nets ten times more violations than reported, on average, by District inspectors" - Russ Ptacek and Nadia Pflaum - WUSA 9
". . . Unlike DCTC inspectors, WUSA9 tested undercover and began at midnight when normal inspector shifts end, leaving taxis unsupervised for eight hours.'Your statistical analysis is not sufficient,' said Ron Linton, Chairman of the DC Taxi Commission, after watching the results of that taxi sting. 'You don't know what percentage you found.' . . ."
WUSA 9 2013-08-05
"Inside: Secret America - 'Bath Salts'" - Darren Foster and Mariana van Zeller - National Geographic Television
". . .They travel to the South, where local law enforcement is trying to shut down manufacturers and distributors a difficult task, because the chemicals used are constantly chaning and the laws cannot keep up. They go undercover with Marines in San Diego to local smoke shops to see how easy it is for someone to buy synthetic marijuana and bath salts."
National Geographic Television 2013-07-31
"Inside: Secret America - 'Armed & Undercover'" - Darren Foster and Mariana van Zeller - National Geographic Television
"In dramatic hidden-camera footage, Van Zeller and a private investigator purchase an AK-47 assault rifle in a fast food parking lot within an hour of making contact with the seller."
National Geographic Television 2013-07-24
"Inside: Secret America - 'Animal Undercover'" - Darren Foster and Mariana van Zeller - National Geographic Television
"Van Zeller and Foster first meet with covert animal activists who lead hidden camera exposés that have resulted in increased scrutiny of slaughterhouses, farms and research labs. While activists push for stricter enforcement of animal cruelty laws and increased criminal prosecutions against offenders, industry executives and lawmakers are mounting their own counterattack."
National Geographic Television Wednesday, July 31, 2013
"Inside: Secret America - 'American Sex Slave'" - Darren Foster and Mariana van Zeller - National Geographic Television
". . . For someone on the outside looking in, a few questions arise. How does a young girl come into this lifestyle? And why don't they just leave? . . ."
National Geographic Television 2013-07-24
"Byberry's A building was nicknamed the 'incontinent ward.' It was a large, open room with a concrete floor. There were no chairs, no activities, no therapy, not even a radio to listen to. Hundreds of men - most of them naked - walked aimlessly or huddled against the filthy walls. 'It was terrible,' Lord recalls. 'The smell was just awful; the men went anywhere, wherever they were ... on the floor kitchen, dining room, everywhere.'"
National Public Radio 2009-12-30
". . .Pastor Willie's wife, Suzette, dropped him off in downtown Clarksville early Monday morning, June 17, and he lived on the street through the morning of Friday, June 21. In those four and a half days, he learned a great deal about the homeless, the working poor who face hunger daily and those in need of spiritual and emotional help. It was not comfortable. . ."
Gannett Tennessee 2013-07-08
"Patrick Mercer declares payment he accepted from undercover reporters" - Peter Dominiczak - The Telegraph
". . .A Daily Telegraph and BBC Panorama investigation found that the MP for Newark, had tabled five questions to government ministers and put down a parliamentary motion after being paid a total of £4,000 as part of a contract he believed would earn him £24,000 a year. The parliamentary questions were based on a draft given to him by an undercover reporter purporting to be a lobbyist for businesses with interests in Fiji. . ."
The Telegraph 2013-06-18
". . .What have these exposes accomplished? Have they helped or harmed the drive for improved mental hospitals and expanded mental health facilities? In either case, how can they be made more effective tools of progress? The expose, like the surgeon's scalpel, is a useful, but dangerous instrument. Its application can be constructive or destructive, depending on the user's skill, integreity, sensitivity, and timing. As applied to mental hospital conditions, its development can be traced to two widely divergent trends exemplified by the work of two remarkable women of the past century. . ."