Journalism

What the press has called me to this date, listed by severity:
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heroine – pillar of courage – modern-day-Xena’s sidekick – misrepresented hard-working citizen – Little Bo Peep on crack – the worst dressed superbabe of 2014 – victim of Mithra’s psychological abuse – deranged Fury – Stockholm syndrome sufferer – petty criminal – viable threat to society – pregnant – Jackie the Ripper – American McGee’s Dorothy – [sic] heroin – bad case of penis envy – butcher with no accountability – mass murderer – as bad as ISIS*
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I can’t find the line between good press and bad press. The journalists’ opinion of me changes with the wind.
…my opinion of journalists never changes.