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9Jan/1013

The Profession of Journalism

Journalists like to think of themselves as professionals, which is why so much of their animus is directed against bloggers. Unfortunately, at the higher echelons of journalism, so called, you will find people like David Brooks, who trade in opinions as far removed from the mundanities of actual life as the top of the Tower of Babel from the slaves laboriously chiselling blocks on the ground below.

So, it's refreshing to see Stacy rejoicing in the opportunity to sleep on couches in California in the wake of Alabama's victory in Pasadena, and happily contemplating his next chance for a scoop. Professionalism is a commitment to practice, not a commitment to finding out how much practice will do for you.

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  1. BabbaZee
    January 9th, 2010 - 14:18

    It’s me again – shalom

    More on our mutual friend with three first names (which is always a demonic omen, LOL!)
    http://thinkbigrevolution.com/profiles/blogs/michael-port-speaks-out-about

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  2. Honky White
    January 9th, 2010 - 15:54

    Maybe Stacy McKlan can clean the homes of upwardly mobile black folks until he saves enough pennies to buy a bus ticket home. Obviously blogging for monies for food, deodorant and warmth hasn’t turned out well for the weasel-blowing pauper.

    Anyone have a list of food banks in and around Pasadena? Shameless Stacy has fallen through many levels of poverty yet lacks a modicum of the schmooze-based panhandling skills to properly beg and thumb his way home from Pasadena, c’mon white people! Maybe a local church, one of Herbert Walker’s thousand points of blinding white light, might have a extra sack of munchies in its charity basement that they’d oblige a genteel racist with. Let’s just hope our poor confederate hasn’t ridden the poverty train all the way down and now smells like an unwashed mammal with a spotty beard that looks like he attempted to buttfuck a angry clawing wolverine.

    Let’s all pray for Stacy. Dear God, please help Stacy find a friend in his direst moment of need. If you would allow him to befriend a lost, cold and lonely former frisbee-catching dog in which he could walk the City of Angels’ lonely streets with that’d be swell of you, ye Almighty Provider. And God, how about some Zanax too. The dog’s gonna need a stabilizer once Stacy starts hurling vomit at first sight of blacks and whites mixing. Just a little something to settle the K-9′s nerves, eh. Maybe a shopping cart, a hobo sack, a sturdy walking stick, a few plastic trash bags, shards of cardboard and anything else that could help Stacy hold onto a few items he finds in trash dumpsters that’ll help improve his current penniless condition, God. A public shower and a free clinic is pushing the limit, I know, but I’m praying for it anyway, Lord. Amen.

    The class struggle is on! HAhahahaha! Middle-finger at’cha, Stacy boi.

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    • serr8d
      January 9th, 2010 - 21:09

      So this is the current incarnation of thor, the blog cancer boy. Listen, you grimy shit-for-brains punk…

      Professionalism is a commitment to practice, not a commitment to finding out how much practice will do for you.

      There’s nothing in your life that even comes close to seeming professionalism. You can’t rise up far enough to even deserve to polish Stacy McCain’s shoes. You are the null set; a zero who, without having had a dollop of daddy’s money, would likely not have finished college.

      Professionalism in any field is a thing that you will always lack. Like finding success in getting your pitiable writings published, professionalism is just another thing you’ll never experience in your miserable life.

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      • Honky White
        January 9th, 2010 - 23:09

        There’s nothing in your life that even comes close to seeming professionalism.

        Seamy. It’s possible that’s what you’re trying to say.

        Beautiful Mahogany would,
        if Mahogany could,
        feel Stacy more,
        than pet shit,
        on a floor.

        Look, a tossyfrownytroll poem!!!1!!11!11!! all4Userr8d

        The problem is my agent, Dan Collins, any one know if he’s alive? Fuckin’ mushroom addict!

        How ’bout them Cowboys!

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  3. dicentra
    January 9th, 2010 - 20:52

    BabbaZee! I haven’t seen you since way back when on LGF. Waaaay back when.

    And I’m sure you don’t remember me because I didn’t comment much, but I always enjoyed your comments over there during my first months as a lizardoid.

    Good times, good times.

    I just went to my bookmarks to retrieve what I thought was one of the funnier lines ever uttered there, on the thread where Maurice Hinchey accuses Gannon of breaking the Rathergate story or summat.

    Responding to Charles’s observations that “Hinchey has passed the orbit of Pluto and is boldly going where no moonbat has gone before,” Rayra said, “Does that mean we can staple a gold record to his ass?”

    I thought I was going to die laughing. I was new to blogs, and didn’t know how funny people could be. That was probably the thread that got me hooked on LGF (Feb 2005).

    The other classic line from that thread was from Iowahawk, who declared, “That’s it. I QUIT.”

    If you click on the Rayra link, though, you’ll notice that the comment has been deleted. (I retrieved it from another comment that answered Rayra.)

    It’s a dirty shame, it is, that Charles feels he needs to sanitize his blog not of unseemly comments but of people.

    Huh. I looked for my Shining Internet Moment and found it still intact: in a thread about a Muslim kid being offended by a ham steak in a paper bag, I quipped: “So is this the day that a grand jury will actually indict a ham sandwich?”

    I even made it as second commenter that day. Hooray for me! I peaked as a commenter on 19 Apr 2007, 11:47:34 am and went downhill from there.

    Oh, sorry Dan. The post is about journalism but I made it all about me.

    Which, in its way, is a pretty good performative on the state of journalism today.

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  4. serr8d
    January 9th, 2010 - 20:59

    So, it’s refreshing to see Stacy rejoicing in the opportunity to sleep on couches in California in the wake of Alabama’s victory in Pasadena, and happily contemplating his next chance for a scoop.

    No indication, though, that any pajamas were involved.

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  5. dicentra
    January 10th, 2010 - 14:22

    Wait. Honky White is thor?

    It all makes terrible sense, then.

    Hey sweetie! Why aren’t you the one volunteering to sire my offspring? I thought we had a thing!

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    • the S. S. Condoleezza Rice
      January 11th, 2010 - 05:12

      If you were Amish we could roll, but I refuse sex with Mormons, di. They’re too aggressive.

      Arf.

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