Jane Mayer - Occupy Wall Street

Occupy Wall Street

On November 23, 2011, in an interview with Andrea Mitchell of MSNBC, Mayer criticized Occupy Wall Street for its lack of organization but expressed sympathy with the movement's progressive philosophy and aims.

In 1998 Reed Irvine of Accuracy in Media wrote in The Washington Times that President Clinton had “had considerable success over his long political career in planting negative stories about his foes with cooperative journalists.” Irvine said that Mayer was one such journalist.

In 2000, Irvine and Cliff Kincaid wrote at the Accuracy in Media site that Mayer's presence at a Clinton White House dinner “demonstrates what is wrong with the political and media cultures in Washington, D.C.,” and attempted to link the invitation to information Mayer had received about Paula Tripp from sources at the Pentagon.

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