From my four-decades plus as a journalist, two-decades plus as a columnist, the one thing I know as intrinsic truth is that you can’t suck and blow at the same time. Can’t observe, deduce and explain whilst participating in the story unfolding.
–Rosie DiManno on Desmond Cole’s exit from the Toronto Star over a dispute between his columnizing and his activizing.
Shurely this cannot be the same Rosie the Riveter whose lofty principles never prevented her from getting close and snugly with some of her subjects – Pat Burns, for instance – and having dinner parties with Blue Jays managers as guests of honour.
And who can forget her foamer about the late Leafs coach, and his belated acceptance into the Hockey Hall of Fame?
“Shamefully late, this call to the Hall, when [Burns] should really have been summoned back in 2010, when everybody knew he was dying,” she wrote in 2014.
No mention, of course, that Rosie had for years been Burns’ mambo partner and head cheerleader, cranking out countless pro-Pat stories in the Star, without ever burdening readers with the knowledge of her horizontal sourcing. Her decorous silence was also maintained in her 2012 opus, Coach: The Pat Burns Story.
Nor does Rosie ever divulge her own valuable contribution to the Leafs, who she covered back in the eighties.
Is it possible Rosie managed to pick up some money on the side, editing various in-house publications for the NHL team?
And how about those wonderful dinner parties with Blue Jays management as guests of honour?
Fortunately, Star brass, ever vigilant for conflicts of interests among hacks, knew all about Rosie’s moonlighting activities and gave their blessing.