We give a f**k

That distinguished commentator on journalist practice and ethics Margaret Sullivan recognized immediately that the Orange Toddler's bleat would cause trouble for honest working reporters. 

The moment I saw Trump’s crazy and dangerous Truth Social post on the morning of Easter Sunday, I could imagine the freakout in newsrooms across the country. The essence of it would be something like this: “How much of this do we publish? How do we report this without breaking with every one of our standards and traditions?” 

The President of the United States demanded: "Open the Fuckin' Strait ..."

Later in the day, and by Monday morning, it was easy to see the results of all those internal discussions.

“Expletive-filled threat,” said the AP.

“Profane” and “expletive-laden,” said the Washington Post.

“Expletive-filled ultimatum,” said USA Today.

All I can say is that, the walls here in the San Francisco Mission district don't do euphemism.

 

Some political commentary looks quite elegant. 

 

Some uses posters. We encourage youth participation.

 

Some window signs are bilingual.

When we go to protest, we don't moderate our language.

 

Hey, we've got our own standards!