What Happens In America’s Television Newsrooms Matters!
By Robert W. Butche
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Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.
Constitution of the United States of America
One would not think a man barely past the cusp of thirty would possess nearly fifty million dollars to buy such freedom, but Bennington was no ordinary young man – for he had parlayed technological skills and youthful gamesmanship into becoming an icon of the American dream.
From its sleek nose, where Bennington had emblazoned the name Americana, to it’s tail, which displayed the unfurled Stars and Stripes, November Two-Three-Three Juliette Bravo epitomized both the American dream and the freedom that had made those dreams reality.
Even as Americana’s uniformed crew of four was preparing for landing at New York’s LaGuardia Airport, young Bennington dozed in the comfort of his deep chair – a half empty bottle of AquaFina precipitously near the edge of his service table.
To many, the young man dozing in the increasing light-chop of summer, was known far and wide as The Game Man. Not yet thirty-one, John William Bennington, had the classic California look – athletic build, chiseled features, and longish blonde hair. Everyone called him Jack, and although he might have passed for a surfer on the beaches at Malibu, his heritage was decidedly Connecticut Yankee.
After an unimpressive first year at Harvard’s School of Journalism, Jack Bennington was neither inspired nor challenged by the news business. Truth be told, although the news business had made his family name familiar to millions, it was technology, not ideas and words that interested the only son of one of the Washington Post’s best known managing editors.
If journalism was a carryover from the past, as he often told his father, it was computers, software, and digital games that would change the world in his lifetime. When young Jack finally told his highly respected father that he was far more interested in technology than narrative, he was met with stoic disbelief. He persisted for weeks. Finally, William Bennington gave in to his son. Before the summer ended, young Jack was back in Boston, preparing for a new life at MIT.
The transition was not easy, but, by the first snowfall in November, Jack’s intellect was fully engaged. Although the last surviving son of one of America’s legendary journalist families envisioned a future largely framed by technology, his upbringing in the community of journalism left him with a thirst for ideas and information not always satisfied at MIT.
He didn’t know it yet, but his craving to know and understand the world around him would follow him for a lifetime. Little over three years later, his coveted M.Eng in hand, young Jack Bennington moved westward to undertake Ph.D studies in microprocessor design at Stanford.
No matter his eastern roots and hints of an acquired Bostonian twang, Bennington immediately took to the laid back California lifestyle. To his considerable surprise, he found the Stanford community to be fully engaged with ideas and technology. Perhaps for the first time in his life, he felt fully engaged in the world around him.
Palo Alto’s strangely framed political culture, sometimes California liberal and sometimes Texas Conservative, was often as stimulating as the cutting edge technology he so loved. Besides, the Bay Area was home to what seemed an endless supply of great looking, articulate, women.
Author: Robert W. Butche
Format: 6×9 — Soft Cover Edition – 628 pages