Mariotti has heart surgery

Could have told you where this thread was going to go ... could have told you who was going to bring this thread where it is ... could have told you why some people we'd like to have post don't spend their time here ...

 

While I appreciate your sentiment in the larger sense, I don't think we are losing anything, except some people who are too constipated to associate with people having a good time. I couldn't care less if those people don't want to post. In fact, I'd rather they didn't.

 

Well, Frank, is this thread particularly a place to have a good time? I mean, could it be that some people have a perfectly fine sense of humor, but don't think it particularly belongs on threads like this?

 

Yes, I'll grant you that. I just don't think we should consider it our loss if some people in the business think they are too good to be here, that's all.

 

Frank is right. If this were a site for everyone, it would be for no one.
This site's appeal is its bite. Without the quip and bon mot these threads become the toothless erudite discussions we all can find on Poynter.

 

Bon mot? (Damn, back to Babelfish I go)

 

Rumor has it Ozzie is sending flowers. hahaha. In all seriousness, here's hoping he has a speedy recovery. I had heart surgery (open heart) when I was a baby.

 

Let's sing together:

Hey!
Shut up.
Dont lie to me.
Hey!
Mister, how do you do.
Oh pardon me I thought I knew you.
Would you stand back baby cause I want to get a better look.
The big man who couldnt handle the little bit of love you took.

Hey, hey, have a heart, hey, have a heart.
If you dont love me, why dont you let me go?
Have a heart, please, oh dont you have a heart?
Little by little you fade while I fall apart.

Oh darling, I love you so.
I told you yes, and then you told me no.
Baby, how can you say
You should be free and I should pay and pay
And you talk and talk about you and what you need
But sooner or later your love is gonna make me bleed.

Hey, hey, have a heart, hey, have a heart.
If you dont love me, why dont you let me go?
Have a heart, please, oh dont you have a heart?
Little by little you fade while I fall apart.
Oh, oh.

Talk on, talk on, but love is what you need.
And sooner or later that love is gonna make you bleed.

Hey, hey, have a heart, hey, have a heart.
If you dont love me, why dont you let me go?
Have a heart, please, oh dont you have a heart?
Little by little you fade while I fall apart.
But dont you run away baby.

 

I guess that's if you consider erudite to be either the most obvious or most irrelevant conclusions possible, very thinly covered with the "credibility" of people who know they'll never have to put their ideas to productive practice.

 

Tough shit.

P.S.: I've met him, and he's a prick.

Not just aloof or standoffish -- he goes out of his way to let everybody know he's a prick, and he wants to make sure you know it.

I don't actively wish him harm -- that's out of my power.

I'm not going to waste any time screwing up fake sympathy, either.

Now, when Mark Madden keels over... (Wait, he already did, didn't he?) ???

 

I know. I know, Dye. I know where you stand when it comes to CJR and Poynter.
I was referencing more the thread portion of the site where real journalists voice their thoughts. However pretentious it may be.

 

Angioplasty is a simple procedure. He'll be back on his knees before the weekend is out.