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Today’s copy editing lol: The National Ledger masthead

Because I hate freedom, bitter asswipe etc., I bring you this gem from the National Ledger’s masthead:


Chris Adamo has edited and wrote for “The Wyoming Christian”, the state newsletter for Christian Coalition of Wyoming.

Well I suspect he has done wrote, but anymore we won’t be using him as editor.

The rest of the masthead is a gallery of rogues, idiots, and the genuinely evil that includes Michelle “bring back Manzanar” Malkin and Paul Weyrich.

Also this guy:

who describes himself thus:

JB Williams is a business man, a husband, a father, and a writer. A no nonsense commentator on American politics, American history, and American philosophy. A hard hitting columnist, attacking the socialist cancer plaguing America today. He has a pragmatic “common Joe” approach to even the toughest issues facing our nation. He has a degree in BS from the school of hard knocks, and a uniquely entertaining way of helping even the most liberal among us, to discover the obvious. He is published nationwide and in many countries around the globe, and is currently working on a book.

There sits JB, cellphone cradled on his shoulder, laboriously tapping out sentence fragments and malformed clauses. Type on, JB! Type on!

I am so totally blowing up L.A., dude.

O.C.’s own terrorist wack job Adam Gadahn is the star of Al Qaeda’s latest video, in which Melbourne and Los Angeles are threatened. You know, it would be appropriate if the next totally fucked-up terrorist attack was carried out by yet another freaky Californian who’s been doing cults and subcultures for years and finally found the one that would piss off his parents the most.

I bet Al Qaeda is only going to show videos until they get an audience built, though. Then it will be game shows and comedy and drama series, and they’ll start showing videos on AQ1…

Oh those patio nights in those patio hills?

The '57

Got stuck with Flip-Top Peg-Leg tonight on the patio. He came and sat at my table and talked at me about his home electronics. Listening to a known Peeping Tom/psycho girlwatcher go on and on about his video setup makes me want to sleep in an autoclave tonight. Also, boring. Very, very boring. I gave up on getting rid of him and concentrated on admiring his toupée, which is a perfectly oiled 1963 pompadour in steel grey.

He also showed me what high-quality video you can get on his camphone. OH CHRIST I did not want to know that.

Movie Guy Dan showed up later and we traded punk rock stories. I guess he booked Club Fetish around the time I was working for the Reader. I must have met him back then. I told him this story: The other day I was entering the supermarket and a guy coming out had a Hell Comes To Your House II T-shirt. I almost physically stopped him. “What the hell is that shirt? That was a GREAT album!” He smiled delightedly and told me there were only 75 of the shirts ever made, and that his friends who had them all kept them in collections, but he liked to wear his. We traded a couple of stories and shook hands warmly.