A press pass (alternatively referred to as a press card or a journalist pass) grants some type of special privilege to journalists. Some cards have recognized legal status; others merely indicate that the bearer is a practicing journalist. The nature of the benefits is determined by the type of issuing agency, of which there are three major categories: news organizations, law-enforcement agencies, and event organizers (usually for a specific single affair like a corporate press conference). Each type of card grants different authorizations, thus it is often necessary or desirable for reporters to hold multiple press passes simultaneously.
Police departments at a city, county, or state/provincial level may issue press passes in some countries. Such passes allow the bearer to cross police or fire lines to report breaking news, or grant access to crime scenes or other restricted areas–though admission may be denied if it would interfere with the duties of emergency personnel. Popular media of the mid-20th century often depicted reporters at a crime scene with their press passes tucked into their hat bands, which was unusual in reality.
(Emmylou Harris and The Desert Rose Band)
They tell me I'm the talk of the town,
I've been staying home alone every night.
It's nobody's business where I'm bound,
As if to be alone and lonely just ain't right.
On a old freight train moving down the line,
I'm counting each day and every minute you're away.
I've never been the stay-at-home kind,
But for you, it's just the price that I pay.
It's just the price I pay for loving you;
The price I pay for needing you so much.
The price I pay for leavin' you,
And putting all this time between us.
I knew I was in trouble when we met,
Dark clouds all around me, I couldn't find the light.
These hard times ain't hard to forget;
Now I believe in love at first sight.
I put my heart and soul on the line,
I know that love is with me every day.
Your picture always there on my mind,
But for you it's just the price that I pay.
It's just the price I pay for loving you;
The price I pay for needing you so much.
The price I pay for leavin' you,
And putting all this time between us.
It's just the price I pay for loving you;
The price I pay for needing you so much.
The price I pay for leavin' you,