Il n'y a pas, à ce stade de l'histoire mondiale aux États-Unis d'Amérique, de chose telle qu'une presse indépendante. Vous le savez et je le sais. Il n'y a pas un de vous qui ose écrire ses franches opinions, et si vous le faisiez, vous savez d'avance qu'elles ne seraient jamais publiées. Je suis hebdomadairement payé pour tenir mes franches opinions à distance du journal auquel je suis lié. D'autres d'entre vous reçoivent de mêmes émoluments pour des choses similaires, et n'importe lequel d'entre vous qui serait assez bête pour écrire de franches opinions serait à la rue à chercher un autre emploi. Si je laissais mes franches opinions être publiées dans l'une des parutions de mes journaux, mon emploi s'évaporerait avant vingt-quatre heures. Le boulot du journaliste est de détruire la vérité, de mentir effrontément, de pervertir, de diaboliser, de lécher les pieds de Mammon et de vendre son pays et sa race pour gagner son pain quotidien. Vous le savez et je le sais, et quelle folie est cette célébration d'une presse indépendante ? Nous sommes des pantins, ils tirent les ficelles et nous dansons. Nos talents, nos possibilités et nos vies sont tous la propriété d'autres hommes. Nous sommes des prostitués intellectuels.

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marafon 23 Rhagfyr 2012 23 Rhagfyr 2012 am 10:17:51 UTC

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This quotation is too long to be translated into Russian entirely. The problem is that a single post at Tatoeba is limited to 1500 symbols that are insufficient to hold the Russian translation of this quote.
According to the above, we decided to split it into two parts. The second part starts at "The business of the journalist..." (Le boulot du journaliste...) and resides here:
http://tatoeba.org/rus/sentences/show/2098957

Our suggestion is to split English original and other translations into two parts, too, for consistency sake.

sacredceltic 23 Rhagfyr 2012 23 Rhagfyr 2012 am 12:43:16 UTC

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I understand your concern and agree on the principle, however, I can't just stick my translation to your Russian sentence, since I don't speak Russian myself. I'll have to wait for the English first...

marafon 23 Rhagfyr 2012 23 Rhagfyr 2012 am 14:26:36 UTC

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I agree with you. So let's wait for Scott's decision.

Scott 23 Rhagfyr 2012 23 Rhagfyr 2012 am 16:17:56 UTC

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Please take a decision without me. I don't have much time for Tatoeba right now. I think it's fine to split it in two parts.

sacredceltic 23 Rhagfyr 2012 23 Rhagfyr 2012 am 16:26:07 UTC

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alors coupe et je couperai...

marafon 26 Rhagfyr 2012 26 Rhagfyr 2012 am 16:27:10 UTC

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Tamy a trouvé une bonne solution. Je cite:
> To keep the quote together, I decided not to shorten it
> and to repeat the last part ("The business of the journalist..." )
> at this address: http://tatoeba.org/rus/sentences/show/2098957

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This sentence was initially added as a translation of sentence #693520There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in America, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes..

Il n'y a pas, à ce stade de l'histoire mondiale aux États-Unis d'Amérique, de chose telle qu'une presse indépendante. Vous le savez et je le sais. Il n'y a pas un de vous qui ose écrire ses franches opinions, et si vous le faisiez, vous savez d'avance qu'elles ne seraient jamais publiées. Je suis hebdomadairement payé pour tenir mes franches opinions à distance du journal auquel je suis lié. D'autres d'entre vous reçoivent de mêmes émoluments pour des choses similaires, et n'importe lequel d'entre vous qui serait assez bête pour écrire de franches opinions serait à la rue à chercher un autre emploi. Si je laissais mes franches opinions être publiées dans l'une des parutions de mes journaux, mon emploi s'évaporerait avant vingt-quatre heures. Le boulot du journaliste est de détruire la vérité, de mentir effrontément, de pervertir, de diaboliser, de lécher les pieds de Mammon et de vendre son pays et sa race pour gagner son pain quotidien. Vous le savez et je le sais, et quelle folie est cette célébration d'une presse indépendante ? Nous sommes des pantins, ils tirent les ficelles et nous dansons. Nos talents, nos possibilités et nos vies sont tous la propriété d'autres hommes. Nous sommes des prostitués intellectuels.

ychwanegwyd gan sacredceltic, 17 Tachwedd 2012

➜ #693520There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in America, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.

cysylltwyd gan sacredceltic, 17 Tachwedd 2012

➜ #2016473There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in The United States of America, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.

cysylltwyd gan sacredceltic, 17 Tachwedd 2012

➜ #3137895Je tiu stadio de la monda historio de Usono, ne ekzistas io, kio similas al sendependa gazetaro. Tion scias vi kaj mi. Estas neniu el vi, kiu aŭdacas skribi siajn sincerajn opiniojn, kaj se vi tion farus, vi jam scias, ke ili ne estus publikigitaj. Mi estas ĉiusemajne pagita por teni miajn sincerajn opiniojn for de la ĵurnalo, al kiu mi estas ligita. El inter vi aliaj personoj ricevas la saman salajron por similaj taskoj, kaj kiu ajn el vi, kiu havus la necesan stultecon skribi sincerajn opiniojn, tiu retroviĝus surstrate, serĉante novan postenon. Se mi lasus miajn sincerajn opiniojn publikiĝi en unu el la eldonaĵoj de miaj ĵurnaloj, mia posteno malaperus jam post dudek kvar horoj. La ĵurnalista tasko jenas: detrui la veron, perversigi, diaboligi, montriĝi flatema al Mammon, kaj vendi sian landon kaj rason por perlabori sian ĉiutagan panon. Tion scias vi kaj mi, kaj kiu frenezaĵo estas tiu celebrado de sendependa gazetaro? Ni estas marionetoj, kies fadenojn ili tiras, kaj ni dancas. Niaj talentoj, niaj oportunoj kaj niaj vivoj estas ĉiuj la propraĵo de aliaj homoj. Ni estas intelektaj prostituitoj.

cysylltwyd gan nimfeo, 29 Mawrth 2014

➜ #1354927There is no such thing, at this stage of the world’s history in the United States, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dare write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job. If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my papers, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth, to lie outright, to pervert, to vilify, to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily bread. You know it and I know it, and what folly is this toasting an independent press? We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.

cysylltwyd gan Micsmithel, 6 Ionawr 2021

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