Sorry! But cable news is the worst, blech. If you’re curious as to what Osnos is up to at CNN, don’t be, they’ve got him doing the same dime-store cable news bullshit ‘perspective’ pieces no different from what every New Yorker writer gets overpaid for when dumbing down their work for the gomers who watch the shouty loud tinnitus-triggering awfulness that is cable news. President-Elect, on your first FOSTERTALK reference, in an item about a New Yorker writer masturbating - welcome to the big time). CNN has stayed silent, so far, on Toobin’s status with them (another reason to look out for the upcoming piece on him, as it may affect his fate) but interestingly enough (!) The New Yorker ’s Evan Osnos just joined CNN as an on-air contributor.įun fact: In the election wargame during which Toobin was now famously witnessed mid-autosmang, Osnos was playing the role of President-Elect Joe Biden (congratulations, Mr. But then: Lizza was eventually returned to CNN once the network completed their own investigation of the accusations against him, finding no wrongdoing. Like Toobin, Lizza was suspended from his contributor gig at CNN. Lizza got dropped by the mag following a vague charge of sexual misconduct. The paper was relatively mum when now-former New Yorker political correspondent Ryan Lizza was, like Toobin, unceremoniously canned. Ask yourself: How will its editor - friends with Toobin as long as he’s held the job - field questions about the behavior of their own? Any wagers? Reminder: The New Yorker is one of two major publications that have brought down more Shitty Media Men then any other over the last few years. From what I’m hearing, the piece is, above all, an elucidation of the long-persisting rumors and verifiable scandal in Toobin’s past up to his peen’s star turn in a New Yorker Zoom call, but there’s likely to be some substance beyond a simple post-mortem (I’m imagining some interviews with Toobin’s colleagues at the magazine past and present, who were well-aware of some of his past failings - detailed here - despite having his bread buttered as a resident moralist). Nor do I get the sense it’ll it leave Conde or Toobin scorched to a crisp. The story won’t be in the section you’d think it’d be in. Do you have any idea how many puerile masturbation jokes I avoided in those last 53 words? So many. I’m expecting we’ll see it in print in the next week or so. So: A few weeks ago I told you we haven’t heard the last of L’affaire Toobin, that two reporters at a major daily were working up a big Jeffrey Toobin story. Your Press Clips for Friday, Decemgo like this: You know I’m not going to do this forever, right? This is, how shall we say, ah, a limited engagement. I also, depending on how I feel, may unleash the other 8,000 words I have written in twelve seperate newsletters before Sunday. In response, I’ve become obsessed with figuring out how to “break” the platform (or at least expose its limitations) while also writing 5,500 words, an early 900 of which are dedicated to the tribulations of an esteemed strange man’s peen. The two things I hear about this newsletter more than anything else is that I should charge people for it and make it shorter. There’s like, three things I love in this, two I like, and the other 22 take ‘em or leave em, but you monsters will huff them right up, so, whatever: We’ll play the hits. Pornhub, ISIS, Red Scare, DeuxMoi, and most excitingly? The debut of FOSTERTALK reader email. For the rest of the class, you know the drill: Today, a brief Jeffrey Toobin update, superspreader Vogue fun, Matt Drudge getting weird, two Chalamet items, three Ben Smith items, a nearly 1,000 word Talmudic reading on GQ’s 2,000 word Man Repeller post-mortem, Kristov vs. For those of you just joining us, start here. Okay, yep: Looks like we’re doing this again.
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