Friday, December 05, 2003
More Parting Thoughts...
Jayson Blair, Ex NY Times Cheat, Writes Book
The book, Burning Down My Master's House, My Life at the New York Times is smartly secured until next week's release. Its front cover, a great teaser, is priceless. Imagine how this might go, depending upon what ethos Blair follows.
Blair could feel genuine regret and shame--most journalists should--and is writing about his "hood"winking the sons and daughters of the old gray lady; or is it the gray old lady? Ashamed, he pens a tell all book from the establishment's point of view. Making nice, becoming humble so he can get another job. In other words, play the race card to secure his future, to return to that place he always wanted to be no matter what. Good strategy, especially if you believe in the wisdom of self forgiveness.
Or, he could have been laughing his kiester off all along, writing his simple. stereotypical, socially important fiction. Raines fell for it. Blair had to have known he'd be caught, which tells me he certainly wasn't interested in saving face. He may have used his newsman instincts and flair to make a point. All he had to do was show up. Raines had a protege--a black one.
The guys down at the gentlemen's club go crazy for Howell. What a hero. The Times, as a result of losing their soul, practices what it preached, and preached...and preached...
Maybe Blair resented this attitude. Maybe he thought he'd like to be taken on his own merit, rather than on the coattails of a white editor? Maybe this brilliant kid is a beacon of hope for African Americans who are insulted with the racist attitude shown by the Times who disregard the talented and educated mainstream of black America.
Jayson Blair would be doing the nation a great service if he exposed the exemplar "master" himself--the self-conscious, guilt pushed, white publishing establishment. Can't wait to read it.
Eminem Wants Bush Dead
Careful, white trash, you're going to lose your native son. This imbecile, this hateful little freak's wish-the-president-were-dead lyrics made it to the internet press so that real people can be as distressed as today's parents. Anyway, dumbing the young uns down hasn't seemed to add to the artistic, musical aspect of our culture as some anticipated.
If parents are so blase that they would allow their children to support this person's music, then same parents will someday pay for their lack of guidance and direction. And so will the rest of us.
There's More
Good grief. They've run out of flu vaccine. "They" are currently cooking it. Don't worry; be happy.
The Governator Does What He Said He'd Do
Governor Schwarzenegger earns another gold star for his deftly acted out public relations during the election and inaugural. Lots of independents and disenchanted Dems are watching. The Republican Party in California has the chance to hit electoral paydirt. The Boxer seat will be empty next election. Two women have announced, as has Bill Jones. Their credentials are incredible. More grown ups.
If the gov can maintain, not crumble under pressure from the out of touch, ethic bosses in the Latino Caucus, the party will win big. His leading by example is a great boost to many people like me who still believes in honesty in government, and expects it. Really, that's okay. We can expect, yes, expect honesty in government. Why not? We know corruption is a fact of life. But we still expect the best. Look what low expectations did in the way of Bill and Hillary Clinton's impossible behavior accomplished? They made it cool to lie.
Stee-ryk! Part Zwei.
Eight weeks ago, the grocery workers went out on strike against Vons. Today the grocery checkers still picket, but now they have the Teamsters, AFTRA and SAG to boost them though the loneliness of the line, the worry of their little children running into angry shoppers, their having to use credit cards is they have them to get through the Holiday. Way to go union leadership.
The actress who played the middle child on Little House on the Prairie, now all grown up and the president of one of those Hwood unions, looked a lot like Norma Rae in Prada at the Teamster's pep rally. But, her voice carried well, she got the feel of the character. Her passion for the role was almost believeable. Is absolutely everyone in Hollywood stupid?
Since Gelsons is the market of record thereabout, it's hard to appreciate exactly how much hyprocracy it takes to stand in solidarity with the deli clerks and bagboys from Vons.
Self importance finally implodes. News at 11.
Thanks for the read.
The book, Burning Down My Master's House, My Life at the New York Times is smartly secured until next week's release. Its front cover, a great teaser, is priceless. Imagine how this might go, depending upon what ethos Blair follows.
Blair could feel genuine regret and shame--most journalists should--and is writing about his "hood"winking the sons and daughters of the old gray lady; or is it the gray old lady? Ashamed, he pens a tell all book from the establishment's point of view. Making nice, becoming humble so he can get another job. In other words, play the race card to secure his future, to return to that place he always wanted to be no matter what. Good strategy, especially if you believe in the wisdom of self forgiveness.
Or, he could have been laughing his kiester off all along, writing his simple. stereotypical, socially important fiction. Raines fell for it. Blair had to have known he'd be caught, which tells me he certainly wasn't interested in saving face. He may have used his newsman instincts and flair to make a point. All he had to do was show up. Raines had a protege--a black one.
The guys down at the gentlemen's club go crazy for Howell. What a hero. The Times, as a result of losing their soul, practices what it preached, and preached...and preached...
Maybe Blair resented this attitude. Maybe he thought he'd like to be taken on his own merit, rather than on the coattails of a white editor? Maybe this brilliant kid is a beacon of hope for African Americans who are insulted with the racist attitude shown by the Times who disregard the talented and educated mainstream of black America.
Jayson Blair would be doing the nation a great service if he exposed the exemplar "master" himself--the self-conscious, guilt pushed, white publishing establishment. Can't wait to read it.
Eminem Wants Bush Dead
Careful, white trash, you're going to lose your native son. This imbecile, this hateful little freak's wish-the-president-were-dead lyrics made it to the internet press so that real people can be as distressed as today's parents. Anyway, dumbing the young uns down hasn't seemed to add to the artistic, musical aspect of our culture as some anticipated.
If parents are so blase that they would allow their children to support this person's music, then same parents will someday pay for their lack of guidance and direction. And so will the rest of us.
There's More
Good grief. They've run out of flu vaccine. "They" are currently cooking it. Don't worry; be happy.
The Governator Does What He Said He'd Do
Governor Schwarzenegger earns another gold star for his deftly acted out public relations during the election and inaugural. Lots of independents and disenchanted Dems are watching. The Republican Party in California has the chance to hit electoral paydirt. The Boxer seat will be empty next election. Two women have announced, as has Bill Jones. Their credentials are incredible. More grown ups.
If the gov can maintain, not crumble under pressure from the out of touch, ethic bosses in the Latino Caucus, the party will win big. His leading by example is a great boost to many people like me who still believes in honesty in government, and expects it. Really, that's okay. We can expect, yes, expect honesty in government. Why not? We know corruption is a fact of life. But we still expect the best. Look what low expectations did in the way of Bill and Hillary Clinton's impossible behavior accomplished? They made it cool to lie.
Stee-ryk! Part Zwei.
Eight weeks ago, the grocery workers went out on strike against Vons. Today the grocery checkers still picket, but now they have the Teamsters, AFTRA and SAG to boost them though the loneliness of the line, the worry of their little children running into angry shoppers, their having to use credit cards is they have them to get through the Holiday. Way to go union leadership.
The actress who played the middle child on Little House on the Prairie, now all grown up and the president of one of those Hwood unions, looked a lot like Norma Rae in Prada at the Teamster's pep rally. But, her voice carried well, she got the feel of the character. Her passion for the role was almost believeable. Is absolutely everyone in Hollywood stupid?
Since Gelsons is the market of record thereabout, it's hard to appreciate exactly how much hyprocracy it takes to stand in solidarity with the deli clerks and bagboys from Vons.
Self importance finally implodes. News at 11.
Thanks for the read.
