Yes, he was a jerk, and yes, you couldn't say things like, "Just put yourself in the shoes of a Palestinian for a second," without having him explode, and yes, he was mean even to people he liked, but Sid Zion, who died Sunday, is one of the reasons I wanted to be a reporter. I strongly suggest you dig up a copy of "Read All About It: The Collected Adventures of a Maverick Reporter." If it doesn't make you jealous of the reporter's life, then I don't know what to say to you; move to Hartford and become an insurance executive, maybe. 

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