The Minuteman's 15 Minutes of Fame (Minute 14.5)

At the Arizona border, Infiltrator checks in with Americans who help the government look for illegal aliens

After the interview, I ask the reporter why he freaked out earlier. He explains the effort he'd put into the story, the depths he'd plumbed. "I came out here. I sat with the Minutemen in the lawn chairs!" he notes.

Looking at the desert dust beneath my fingernails, I ask, "What was the last story you covered?"

"The popularity of Texas Hold 'Em," he says, pausing uncomfortably. "It was sweeps week."

And as a journalistic peer, I know immediately what to do. I shun the well-groomed TV reporter, because what he's just described is, my friends, some dirty motherfucking journalism.

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