Another Terrace Morning
Scrolls. Pixels. Skype. &c. Also, Jonah Goldberg hearts Benedict XVI.
It is often painful it is to watch someone learning the ropes from Jill Stewart--but rarely this painful. This post by Simone Wilson spells scepter "septor", calls media pressure from Ron Kaye "liberal," labels DWP activist Jack Humphreville a "gadfly" (he's the reason there's a ratepayer prop on the March ballot), quotes a Rudy Martinez presser as news, and thinks a photo tagline like Only dirty incumbents use Italics at the widely-discredited Republican astroturf blog MayorSam is humorous. It also calls Eric Hacopian "sudden city-brain" for some reason (he's even managed a candidate in this very CD before), thinks a campaign gift of $150,000 to oneself is indicative of "enormous personal wealth" (uh...) and posits that Hacopian is "scouring the blogs of said city-watchers on the daily" (really?) The Weekly could use a "sudden city-brain" itself.
LCF Forever and Ever: Cooley is walking toast. Pasty white people in ten-year-old shirts that sorta don't fit anymore are crying in their martinis at Taylor's. "Cooley, if he was professional enough, would call Harris before she cuts her turkey on Thursday," Bob Mulholland says. Every death row inmate in the State gets a four-year reprieve.
To be an insurgent local candidate, you need a sturdy shoe. Steven Box tromps the precincts of CD 4 in Nunn Bush. Brad Smith in CD 12 favors Rockports.
Ed Padgett is now the Mayor of the Los Angeles Times Olympic Plant, ousting Wendy C. If you don't know what that means, good for you.