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The latest in the series of maniacal memos from Lee Abrams to Tribune Staff is at Romenesko in its entirety, via LA Observed’s synopsis.
So beautiful. Excerpts:
Using my favorite music analogies–Imagine Newspaper CONTENT is a major artist. Currently they are performing in a old but reliable venue. What happens if the artist (Content) moves into a new super venue? Fans will love it–the music (content) will sound clearer…better seats…etc…If you create anew venue (look) and you do it RIGHT, people will love it. Not unlike a new baseball park.
THREE DAY PREVIEW: Why is it only weather can do three day previews? Newspapers tend to look at YESTERDAY. How about looking at TOMORROW..and the days after. You can’t predict breaking news of course, but you CAN condition readers that there IS a tomorrow and YOU will be there.
Because Newspapers are in every home and on every street
corner. The better the paper IS and does, the stronger all of the other
brands will be!!! Creating new brands to reach non traditional print
demos is good…but the stronger and more potent the core paper is–the
better EVERYTHING will be. Sorta like Diet Coke wouldn’t have a prayer
if COKE wasn’t a powerhouse….sorta. I DO see a lot of “whoa! GREAT
idea…too bad we can’t try it on our core brand” Why???!!! Is it
“assuming” that traditional readers won’t like it?
Ex-Chief of UCLA Willed-Bodies Program Indicted
LOS ANGELES — The former head of UCLA’s cadaver program and a businessman were indicted Friday on eight felony counts involving black market sales of donated human body parts in a scheme that allegedly cheated the university out of more than $1 million.
For no-breathe funny replies like this one to my poke at Chronic Cantina guy. Oh man. Quoted below in full, context more apparent at the post itself:
It’s only obvious that you are just one of many, MANY forgettable girls who have been quickly turned on and turned out by my friend Mr. Scheinberg here…which im sure was quickly followed by a “What was your name?” type of moment! LOL Ahh…So many broken hearts…So little time to care.
Oh, but what do I know? Well as someone who got down and did The Butt Naked Booty Scoot with him as well as help him run one of his first companies while he finished law school at Chapman 7 years ago…I think I’m a little more than qualified. Did I mention he is hands down my favorite boss and manager to date? (And I mean from a professional position not a sexual one…although that too was quite impressive!) *
🙂I’m definitely qualified enough to tell you that if you are so ignorant and immature as to not respect the fact that Keith Scheinberg is one of the youngest and most successful MEN in Orange County -not to mention extremely good looking & good in bed- then I would suggest doing us all a favor and keep your lips and legs the same way – closed!
Peace! (Shout out to MAX- love ya!)
Keepin’ my lips and my legs wiiiide open here, babe. Say hi to Marie Antoinette for me! It’s all good.
Tell him to gimme a call! Collect, or pay phone, or whatever. His prepaid phone is dead and has the cheery message saying I should call again later.
I guess they decided that prepaid phones were “urban” because the error message guy sounds like Will Smith.
Or tell Bob I’ll be at BG tonight, and he can have a ride if he wants. He can’t ride his WHIZZER right now so I want to make sure he gets out of the house, gets food, etc.
Did you see it on tv
Or in your own back yard
Gates’ LAPD
And then they called the national guard
Then the tanks came rolling down
Sunset boulevard
and I hear america snoring…
— Grant Lee Buffalo, “America Snoring” from Fuzzy, 1993
It was in my own back yard, Grant. You and I watched it in disbelief. I can still smell it, if I happen to think about it.
The hybrid car is a lie. Do not purchase one.
And your car doesn’t go away. Unless you have it artfully crushed into a cube as a coffee table, or personally supervise its recycling, your car is sold to another person and stays on the road. And that person’s car is sold down the line too, until we arrive at unusable or junked cars, which then go to a graveyard to be broken down. Everything about the car is toxic too, just in case you’re curious.
So now you’ve brought a new car into the world (they’ll make more!) and given a nice big fat gut punch to Mother Nature in doing so. Failure.