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THE PICAYUNE SELLS OUT
Many of the people who made the Times-Picayune worth reading have taken a buyout from the paper's imperial masters: intrepid crime reporter Walt Phlibin and ace local columnist Angus Lind among others. The latest is something of a shocker because unlike Walt or Angus he's nowhere near retirement age: Chris Rose. My boy Mr. Gloomy Pants is desolate: who will he have to call a douchebag? Oh right, Les Miles...
The whole thing brings to mind, not a song, but a classic elpee cover:
Yeah, I know it's a buy out by the Picayune's masters at the Newhouse chain but local readers are being sold out by the big ass media chains. It stinks, which is why they need Odorono. Uh oh, I'm repeating myself visually. Frak that and frak the frakking Newhouse chain.
Rumor has it that James Gill and book editor Susan Larson may be among the next wave of buy outees (as opposed to buy inees?) What shame. It's people like Gill and Larson who have given the paper both style and substance. Mr. Gill is one of the best writers in New Orleans and since he's proud to be an ink stained wretch, I wonder if he's considering getting a Tattoo:
I just threw an album art curveball at you but Tattoo was originally from The Who Sell Out. This has bupkis to do with the Picayune but the Who are *always* relevant.
Are newspapers going the way of the dinosaur? Can't go wrong with The Who,
though.