Today I awoke feeling insulted, demeaned and used. Last night on the news I saw that Rolling Stone is running a picture on their cover of Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, the alleged Boston Marathon bomber.
I am appalled that a supposedly legitimate publication would stoop so low to sell magazines. This is not journalism, but what I would simply call usury at its worst. The primary focus here is nor whether or not he is guilty, but rather that they glorified the act he is accused of. They even selected a picture that makes him look more like a young rock star, …