I labored in the newspaper business for 40 years. I started out driving the delivery truck. I broke front-page stories as a twenty-something reporter at my first small-town daily in Willimantic, Connecticut, eventually working my way up to become an editor and then a 20-year columnist and editorial writer at a major metropolitan daily.

In the process, I journeyed from high-tax, collectivist New England to rural Arizona and Nevada, where I learned firsthand about Americans who make their living farming, ranching, mining and cutting timber — or used to, before Washington City decided to drive these hard-working Americans off the land and into poverty and decay, using the absurd and disgusting pretext that these jobs and livelihoods had to be sacrificed to "protect" some obscure bird or weed or bug few people had ever heard of, to please self-satisfied bunny-huggers two thousand miles away.

So allow me to offer some unsolicited advice to those who own today's major television networks, wire services, and major daily newspapers.