The function of the press in society is to inform, but its role in society is to make money.
A. J. LieblingRead
A city with one newspaper... is like a man with one eye, and often the eye is glass.
Interpretation
A single source of information can lead to a narrow perspective, similar to a person with limited vision.
This quote by A. J. Liebling emphasizes the importance of diversity in information sources. Just as a man with only one eye has a restricted view of the world, a city reliant on a single newspaper may lack a comprehensive understanding of events, opinions, and ideas, potentially leading to a distorted perception of reality, akin to an artificial, glass eye.
In practice
In a speech about media literacy, one could use this quote to highlight the need for multiple news sources.
The function of the press in society is to inform, but its role in society is to make money.
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