You can only get a headline and a little copy on a postcard.

The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it.

You can follow the steps. First, outrage. Second, the headline: 'What went wrong?' Third, the telltale memo that supposedly suggests somebody knew and did nothing. I just don't find this to be unique at all.

It is a picture postcard lost for eight decades in the mail.

Today's gossip is tomorrow's headline.

In whatever number of years I have on Earth, I think that promoting the values of free expression, the openness of the Internet, that's the best use of my time.