NaBloPoMo DAY 15:
Goodness gracious, I have now officially, beyond a shadow of a doubt, completed TWO WEEKS of that mind-blowing, hard to remember–what’s it called? Oh yeah.
Three cheers for me! Thirty days, 30 posts–and this is Post #15!
Fifteen. Can you believe it?? Neither can I. Somebody pinch me, please!
Anyhow, let’s get on with it shall we?
Ever wonder what a city editor sounds like when editing a reporter’s story?
Well, chances are they don’t all sound the same, but this city editor, Gar Joseph, stands out for two reasons:
1. He works for the same daily newspaper as does my sister, who’s a reporter but, just for the record, Gar Joseph is not her editor.
2. He seems to embody typical city-editor behavior–brusque, to the point and, definitely, no holds barred. Think Perry White (from “Superman”) and Lou Grant (from “Mary Tyler Moore Show”). Yikes.
So, take a gander at some of the things this city editor has been overheard to say. Just don’t say I didn’t warn you that he’s got a, ahem, salty mouth:
“This part doesn’t make any fuckin’ sense. It’s written in mumbo-jumbo police jargon that no reader’s gonna understand. Other than that, it’s pretty good. Fixable.”
“I don’t give a shit about the Thanksgiving parade unless a small child is entangled in the ropes of the Mighty Mouse balloon and choked to death, so don’t waste a reporter on it.”
“If you get killed, it’s a good one-day story, but long term, it’s bad for business.”
“Old Testament: ‘God is great.’ New Testament: ‘God is Love.’ Of course you lose some metaphors.”
“I have 15,000 questions on your story.”
“This story ain’t gonna run, unless you can figure out a way to make it unboring.”
“Nice suit. I’d go w. skinnier tie, tho.” (He wrote this in a tweet about Joey Merlino, a reputed ex-mob boss as he entered a federal courthouse with his attorney.)
And One More (which he didn’t say himself, but he retweeted, and I thought it rather insightful):
“Freedom of the press is guaranteed only to those who own one.” — A.J. Liebling
Thank you to all of you who keep reading my posts, which, if you ask me, have no meaningful value whatsoever, but I love that you’re coming along for the ride anyway!