In the opening scene of the 2011 Spanish film Madrid, 1987, Miguel, the film's surname-less protagonist is sitting in a cafe meeting with a young journalism student who admires his work, when a fan recognizes him and approaches him for an autograph. This fan -- gushing -- tells the well-known columnist, "I read you every day. I love your articles." A hardly enthusiastic Miguel reluctantly takes the piece of paper to sign his name and tells her, "I don't write to be read. I write to be paid."
Should Journalists Be Amateurs or Professionals?
