Welcome Guest!
 BONG
 Previous Message All Messages Next Message 
BONG Bull No. 624 *chilipepper*  Charles Stough
 May 24, 2003 11:02 PDT 


*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*
The Burned-Out Newspapercreatures Guild's World-Famous Encyclical
                            BONG Bull
                             No. 624
                         and News Gorilla
                  http://newsgorilla.blogspot.com
+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+

Visit the News Gorilla store at <http://www.cafeshops.com/newsgorilla>.
Good stuff in the store this week, and you'll me needing wardrobe for
those summertime leisure moments!

For May 24, 2003. Well gee, Congressman DeLay and Attorney General
Ashworth, you didn't need to fool the feds and the Rangers to hunt down
those quorum-busting Texas Democrats! The wire services knew where they
were in minutes! And they made the Texas State Legislature less
dangerous for several days, notes the Burned-Out Newspapercreatures
Guild, and this is BONG Bull No. 624!

MAKE THAT 47 DIRTY WORDS. Ten years ago at the Philadelphia Inquirer, 13
selfless minions on a committee created a three-tiered list of words
that require vetting past executives before publication. Category Ones
require an OK from the Editor; Twos can be allowed by highest on-site
power players above the rank of the top news desk editor; reporters of
Threes can coax permission from assigning desk editors.
The Ones, Twos and most of the Threes would be hard to work into a
zoning commission story but might find context in a late-breaking
fenderbender piece or response to an annual performance evaluation. As a
free service to those who need a boost to their news judgment, the
Editorial Standards and Martini Recipes Committee will share its copy of
this helpful list.
     Ones (requiring approval of very high executive: Asshole, bullshit,
Christ, cock, cocksucker, cunt, dick, dickhead, eat, fuck, Jesus,
motherfucker, prick, pussy, screw (intercourse), shit and suck (oral
sex).
     Twos (requiring approval of ranking executive in the newsroom):
Ass, ball, balls, dork (penis), fart, goddamn, lay, pecker, piss, pissed
(angry), putz (penis), schmuck (penis) and tit.
     Threes (requiring approval of ranking originating desk editor):
Bastard, bitch, bull, butt, crap, damn, dork (person), hell, pee, putz
(person), schmuck (person), screw (not intercourse) and suck
(contemptible), dreck and skank.
   Dreck and skank are new laureates, according to Addam Schwartz,
<aschw-@phillynews.com>. We know papers where the loss of such words
would make Upcoming meetings very hard to carry on.

COUNTING THEIR BLESSINGS. A group of copy editors sat on the porch at
the Home, when one said, "My arms have gotten so weak I can hardly lift
this cup of coffee."
   "Yes, I know," said another. "My cataracts are so bad, I can't even
see my coffee."
   "What? Speak up! I can't hear you!" said the third.
   "I hear voices all the time!" exclaimed the fourth.
   "I forget where I am, and where I'm going," said the fifth.
   "What chickens?" said the sixth.
   The others nodded in agreement.
   "Well, count your Blessings," said the first copy editor cheerfully.
"At least we can still drive downtown to our part-time jobs at the
paper!"

THANKS, MIRACLES OF MODERN MEDICINE. Have you been watching the TV
commercials for pills? Do you listen to the side-effects warnings? Whom
in the pharms business should we thank for so many laxatives? Why, they
have them that overcome allergies, that cure toenail fungus, that
conquer arthritis, that lower blood pressure . . . .

ALL OF WHICH IS TERRIBLY CONFUSING TO OUR NORTHERN NEIGHBORS. Curious in
Canada asks, "Reading the Jayson Blair saga in the NYT and elsewhere, I
wonder if
others wonder as well whether the NYT is protesting too much? Memory
fails me
but did the WashPost go through the same agonizing and belaboured
introspection
when Janet Cooke fabricated her youthful heroin addict a few years
back?"
   Oh indeed, Cur, and so have other newspapers whose columnists and
reporters have been found fabricating quotes, inventing characters and
plagiarizing from others or from themselves (as in recycling old
columns). We hark back to the New York Sun's redoubtable "Yes, Virginia,
There Is a Santa Claus." It can now be told that there was a Virginia,
but no Santa.
   We have been stunned by almost daily new facets to the Blair thing.
We have to admit that few papers would have undressed and then redressed
themselves as thoroughly as the New York Times has done. Not that other
papers should not do so.
   For the Times is unfortunately not the only paper where an anointed
doofus gets less scrutiny than most reporters. The Times is a sadder
case because one assumes that its managers have been excellent
reporters; but what of other papers where managers happen by bozo
explosion, one committee lizard hiring the next one, until finally the
big decisions rest with posers who don't know the bus barn from the
Board of Education.
   Such managers aren't equipped to spot incongruities of
fiction-writing reporters, assuming that management wants to. They even
promote and feature the ones who somehow always turn up the
too-good-to-be-true eyewitness who talks in country music lyrics, the
back-fence neighbor with the wisdom of Solomon, the omniscient
"courthouse wag."
   At a newspaper of my recent employe (and not in Dayton, Tenn. or
Dayton, Ky.) it was a rule of the copy desk that rim editors could not
confront poor, sensitive reporters directly about gaffes. A rim rat
could not even demand to know which spelling of a name was the correct
one. Pages waited while such details were negotiated at manager levels,
committee pal to committee pal, even if it took half an hour to find
absent managers on deadline. Well, here's Solomonic wisdom for such
managers: When the big, inevitable, ugly one hits, your ass is
mincemeat, as it should be.
   The shame of the Blair scandal is that it happened at the Times. That
lets too many second- and third-tier papers self-righteously point and
cluck, and too many airhead managers make stirring lunch-club speeches
about journalistic quality who should be back at the newsroom checking
facts.

CAYUSE. It was our kicker line on BONG Bull 623 (exclamation points
confound the subscribers' spam filters) but wouldn't you know there's
more to the story. Here is news from Clyde H. Bentley
Bentl-@missouri.edu , who professes journalism at the University of
Missouri (ba-DING) and knows the word as more than a cowboy's mere
epithet for ornery ones:
   "Although folks in the East sometimes think it is cowboy slang, take
care with your light-hearted use of 'Cayuse.' My friends in Oregon who
were members of the Cayuse Tribe have a long and honored history. They
stunned Lewis and Clark with both their equestrian prowess and their
vast herds of very fine horses. Other tribes feared them for their
military skill. And cowboys of your sang about the 'Cayuse Pony,' which
rivaled the Appaloosa bred by the Nez Perce. Chief Joseph's last stand
may have save the Nez Perce and the Appaloosa from historic oblivion,
but the U.S. Army decided to demobilize the related Cayuse by
slaughtering thousands of their beautiful native horses.
   "But the Tribe is back on a roll -- via the dice. As part of the
Confederated Tribes of the Umatilla Reservation, the Cayuse opened a
successful casino near Pendleton, Ore., and re-invested their
substantial winnings into other businesses. High on the list -- a
newspaper. Take a look at the Confederated Umatilla Journal at
http://www.umatilla.nsn.us/cuj.html .

WHY YES, THANKS FOR ASKING, BOTH NOVELS ARE STILL AVAILABLE, AND CHEAP,
TOO. The historic novel "Stone Flute" by Charles Stough covers about 400
years of a little hacienda in tropical Panama, a place that doesn't get
nearly enough credit for its astonishing history of pre-Columbian
tribes, pirates and conquistadors, and of course modern Panamanian
politicians and ugly Americans. See "Stone Flute" prices at
http://thecheapestbook.com/isbn/0595133649
    And the Chief Copyboy's other novel, "Warm Spit," is a tome that set
out to be a trashy story and lived up to its potential. In it, Attitude
Problem Newsman Batton Shanks takes on venal publishers, murderous
psychotic civil servants, 300-pound Texas honky-tonk waitresses and the
delectably long-legged Christine Flanders to improve his newspaper
career not one whit. Shop at
http://thecheapestbook.com/isbn/0595091741
   The new Batton Shanks novel, "Horse Apples," is on schedule for 2004
publication. Anyone who opposes use of his or her name as a character in
a trashy Texas novel, get your lawyer letters in the mail.

YEAH, WELL, THEY DON'T WORRY ABOUT HOITY-TOITY BLUENOSES IN THEIR
READERSHIP LIKE THE REST OF US HAVE TO. Texas Lawyer recently headlined:
"Court of Criminal Appeals Upholds Butt Search for Crack."

OCCULT HAND SOCIETY INDUCTEE. John Skoyles Skoy-@attbi.com wrote in
the
St. Augustine Record and the Lubbock Avalanche-Journal:
   "He describes horseback riding in Central Park, and the dilemma of
arriving in New Orleans for Mardi Gras without having booked a room in
advance. He is amused at the size of American sedans, commenting that
'even the taxis have really long tailfins.' It is as if an occult hand
placed Calvino in our country so we could appreciate our own
eccentricities."

BIG NEWS, LITTLE NEWS. Ro Nagey <ro.n-@verizon.net> read about
Second Coming Type in BB623 and retorted, "Back in the halcyon days of
yore when I was a mere sprat at Penton Publishing in Cleveland, we
referred to 'Second Coming Bold' and 'Flea-Track Gothic.' One was for
scoops, the other for retractions: I don't believe I have to explain
which was used for which."
COMIX SECTION. The Further Adventures of Herman "Speed" Graphic, ace
photographer for the Chagrin Falls Commercial Scimitar, and his Faithful
Companion, Typo the Wonder Pig.
   PANEL ONE: Speed wakes from dozing in the Photo Lab to find Typo
laying a breakfast tray before him with the morning Interoffice
Bulletin. Typo declares, "Why, good afternoon, your Managing Editorship!
Your executive lunch!"
   PANEL TWO: Munching greedily on a cold turkey leg and sipping
champagne, Speed grins, "What a dream I was having! I dreamt I was pro
-- say again? My whatship?"
   PANEL THREE: Typo smiles, "Why Boss, your modesty is always so
charming, but completely out of place for a Managing Editor! Don't you
remember going with Absentee Publisher Gimlet Peen, Features Editor
Hyperba Lee and me to the Colonial? We were the foursome behind Annika
Sorenstam! Don't you recall the après-scorecard party, when you told me
to drop a Do-Good Pellet from the pocket of your trenchcoat, a deathbed
gift from an ancient mystic wire service executive editor on a
fog-shrouded eastern island, into the punchbowl? Don't you remember
finally telling both bosses what you would do if you were managing
editor?"
   PANEL FOUR: Speed gasps, "I'm reading here in the Bulletin! 'It's
time we stopped the phony stories, the expense-account finagling, the
covering up for incompetent middle managers and over-their-head
protégés, the huge gaps in our local coverage, the silly prize-driven
projects, the many unkept promises!' There sure has been a drastic
change in management style around here!"
   PANEL FIVE: Typo explicates, "Yes, well, ahem! Actually that's the
Bulletin circulated by Hyperba *after* your accession, Boss! It seems
you kept your promise to Gimlet with that table-clearing pool shot, but
the overpowering effects of the Do-Good Pellet prevented you from
keeping your promise to Hyperba, and she refuses to believe it happens
to all men!"

Visit the News Gorilla store at <http://www.cafeshops.com/newsgorilla>.
BONG Bull is the product of Chief Copyboy Charley Stough, a copy editor
at the San Antonio Express News. Email mailto:bongs-@yahoo.com for
any reason. Phone (210) 250-3191 after 6 p.m. central time.
	
 Previous Message All Messages Next Message 
  Check It Out!

  Topica Channels
 Best of Topica
 Art & Design
 Books, Movies & TV
 Developers
 Food & Drink
 Health & Fitness
 Internet
 Music
 News & Information
 Personal Finance
 Personal Technology
 Small Business
 Software
 Sports
 Travel & Leisure
 Women & Family

  Start Your Own List!
Email lists are great for debating issues or publishing your views.
Start a List Today!

© 2001 Topica Inc. TFMB
Concerned about privacy? Topica is TrustE certified.
See our Privacy Policy.