my name is Joseph Pulitzer
I run a newspaper here in New York City
it is the world to me I’ve heard of it
before our time the newspapers were
trifles for rich people only they never
told the plight of the regular people in
the world working-class people that
people who strive and struggle I come
from humble means from Hungary we went
without many years and when I came here
I came here without anything so I know
what it’s like to go without a meal to
sleep in the cold the people means
stepped back from their responsibilities
to the people in the street those
struggling people and it was my destiny
to bring the truth of the common people
out from behind the shadows out from
behind their poverty out from behind
their rags because these are citizens
too and these citizens have no voice I
give them a voice I gave them my paper I
am an American you say emojis define
that word is rife with misunderstanding
genius ingenuity and ingenuity comes
from the willingness to see an
opportunity and make something of it
you have to have an iron determination
you have to be able to work hard dawn
without rest that’s all that is there’s
no magic powder dust sprinkled around to
make one think of fancy thoughts that no
one ever thought there’s nothing like
that ambition is the key it’s when a man
wants to do something great when a man
wants to step above himself not above
others above himself with I consider
Hearst a genius community news who comes
the world handed to him on a silver
platter by his mother what nurses him
man who’s never had a struggle he’s not
a man who has vision he has a need for
his mommy to love him I think he’ll be
remembered as a man with ambition
but ambition not tempered with a vision
for people or for truth but ambition
solely for oneself this is the folly of
many many men and had it not been for
his legacy if it hadn’t been for his
wealth would we have ever heard of
William Randolph Hearst
I had a rivalry with Hearst and you
asked me who won there was no winning
Hearst never showed up for the race
I run a newspaper here in New York City
it is the world to me I’ve heard of it
before our time the newspapers were
trifles for rich people only they never
told the plight of the regular people in
the world working-class people that
people who strive and struggle I come
from humble means from Hungary we went
without many years and when I came here
I came here without anything so I know
what it’s like to go without a meal to
sleep in the cold the people means
stepped back from their responsibilities
to the people in the street those
struggling people and it was my destiny
to bring the truth of the common people
out from behind the shadows out from
behind their poverty out from behind
their rags because these are citizens
too and these citizens have no voice I
give them a voice I gave them my paper I
am an American you say emojis define
that word is rife with misunderstanding
genius ingenuity and ingenuity comes
from the willingness to see an
opportunity and make something of it
you have to have an iron determination
you have to be able to work hard dawn
without rest that’s all that is there’s
no magic powder dust sprinkled around to
make one think of fancy thoughts that no
one ever thought there’s nothing like
that ambition is the key it’s when a man
wants to do something great when a man
wants to step above himself not above
others above himself with I consider
Hearst a genius community news who comes
the world handed to him on a silver
platter by his mother what nurses him
man who’s never had a struggle he’s not
a man who has vision he has a need for
his mommy to love him I think he’ll be
remembered as a man with ambition
but ambition not tempered with a vision
for people or for truth but ambition
solely for oneself this is the folly of
many many men and had it not been for
his legacy if it hadn’t been for his
wealth would we have ever heard of
William Randolph Hearst
I had a rivalry with Hearst and you
asked me who won there was no winning
Hearst never showed up for the race
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