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an open letter |
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ooooh. the little journalists hens are riled |
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05/27/2005 |
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Asking asinine rhetorical questions might make you a hero to other far left wingnuts posing as reporters, but anybody worth a shit as a real journalist knows you're just a junior grade poseur.
Now go back to screwing your kid sister. If you get her pregnant again, she can always have another abortion.
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Mr E. Cartman:
That was as verbose a comeback as I'd expect from someone of your ilk.
Asinine rhetorical questions?
Mr E, I hope to God you're just a maintenance man in the halls of some broadcast outfit, because if you speak for even .001 percent of journalists, this country is in worse trouble than I thought.
Go back to screwing your kid sister? Brilliant. Are you a writer, or a producer Mr E?
Let me help you out before I go, Mr E, although I know you're too far gone for any kind of help. Actually, it's crystal clear you were never there.
I'll put in in caps, so it stands a better chance of penetrating your coconut-like skull casing:
IT IS YOUR JOB TO ASK HARD QUESTIONS.
IT IS YOUR JOB TO BE SKEPTICAL, BUT NOT PESSIMISTIC.
IT IS YOUR OBLIGATION TO LEAVE YOUR POLITICAL BIASES AT THE DOOR WHEN YOU BEGIN WORK.
IT IS YOUR JOB NOT TO TAKE POLITICAL STATEMENTS AND ACTIONS AT FACE VALUE: ALL POLITICIANS, OF ALL STRIPES, HAVE AN AGENDA .. AND ODDS ARE: IT'S NOT GOOD FOR YOU OR ME.
Now, go study, and maybe some day you'll work your way out of the boiler room.
And if you come up with any other flashes of brilliance like "go screw your kid sister" .. maybe you should consider a career as a columnist, or a blogger.
What are you, in the Bowery Boys?
And as far as signing my own name, I'm hitting the phone book to see if I can find Mr Chowdah, so I can speak to him in person.
Now get to work. Only a few hours until sundown, and the book-burnings start sharp at dusk.
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