At The Atlantic, Noah “Fargo” Hawley advises us that too many reporters are writing fiction.
In a fund-raising email from Mother Jones, David Corn warns us (with one hand casually searching our wallet pockets and purses) that the legacy media’s value-neutral, highly inaccurate reviews of the various hams auditioning for parts in the Pestilence-Erect’s latest play are a form of “sanewashing.’
And at Radio Free Dogpatch, well — our little purse pooch of a podcast may not lift the biggest leg on the block, but it dearly loves a good pissing contest. Why not squeak in a little squirt of our own?
So lend an ear to the latest, massively hydrated edition of Radio Free Dogpatch, even though it may be, as The Bard had Richard declaim:
Deformed, unfinish’d, sent before [its] time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up. …
Shit, now that I think of it, the title may be the best part of the whole damn thing. …
• Technical notes: RFD favors the Ethos mic from Earthworks Audio; Audio-Technica ATH-M50X headphones; Zoom H5 Handy Recorder; Apple’s GarageBand, and Auphonic for a sonic colonic. The music, “Black Fedora” and “On the Job,” and the people networking and chanting all come from Zapsplat. All other evil racket is courtesy of Your Humble Narrator.
Mad Blog Media 
In the many decades I’ve been exposed to media, people have always gravitated to the reports of bloody car crashes, hurricane carnage, battlefield atrocities and any other woeful displays of mankind’s destruction. So what’s new is that’s ALL media runs with nowadays. The “news” out of Washington will be nothing but a long, drawn out train derailment story and I’ll try and avoid stepping in that mess by getting all the news I need right here. Hell, what more do ya need? We got text, audio podcast and who knows…maybe video coming. POG has done them before.
“ Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong solutions.” Groucho Marx
This podcast really took the scenic route to publication. Jaysis H., etc. The first and final versions are not even third cousins. And the headline/title was the last thing to crawl weeping out of my skull.
I was gonna have something in there about a brain cleanser but it had to go. Not enough room in the lifeboat. Did a graphic and everything.
Well, Skull Flush is better than Colon Blow. Either way, shit is going to happen. Herb is right. DC will be a 4 year series of clowns, none of them the least bit funny. But, the Mad Dog trumps legacy media. Let me rephrase that.
“Colon Blow.” Holy hell. I’d forgotten about that “SNL” skit. Phil Hartman was one funny dude, and he left us far too soon.
You almost got me. I had not seen that Colon Blow sketch and had just taken a mouthful of coffee when I started watching it. Took some restraint to not mess up the computer screen.
Here’s more sophisticated “Colon Blow” humor for the doghouse.
O’Brien gets the Colon Blow Award of the Day
Please spare us the “odor” option though. I like your blog but I have enough noxious odor of my own thank you very much.
Could be worser. We could offer SmelloVision®. Then you’d have to see it and smell it.
If we had Smellovision, would dumpster have won? I heard he stinketh.
Nice Milan Simonich article in the SF New Mexican on how the city is still, years later, sitting on the Midtown Campus property, which is a tax liability to all of us, rather than deciding what the heck to do with it and develop it. Since this was a shit or get off the pot story, I put that Van Wilder video clip into a comment. Let’s see if they delete it.
Hm. That deal sounds a little sketchy, doesn’t it? Three wildly different appraisals? Some pie in the sky about the value of another café in a town that has too many of them already?
Ah, well, everybody wants some of that sweet, clean TV/movie money.
Lots of hands out for it, though, including in The Duck! City, which isn’t as sexy as Fanta Se but is a whole lot hotter from a logistical standpoint, or so it seems to me. Good-sized airport, two interstates, larger workforce, etc.
I bet Milan knows more about this than The New Mexican can print at the moment. Dude knows how to dig.