I know. 96th St.
Anyone you know?
Never mind that it's February, not January anymore, yet the Weekly is again under 100 pp. Some have more pointedly asked what I think about the Weekly's great fiasco today, David Futch's piece on Council races. I think you already know the howlers in it--Rudy Martinez is the only "possible upset", he, Althea Rae Shaw and Stephen Box have "name recognition" (try any of their names out on your next-door-neighbors), not to mention the re-tread cartoon, in which you can't identify a single Councilmember. I think you already know that there isn't a single piece of information in it, not one, that you can't find at this blog, nor at several others. No, I don't know David Futch; maybe he's one of the guys in the cartoon of two years ago; all I know is that he doesn't seem to have a cell.
Yeah, I do find it funny as you do that the piece includes not one single quote from anyone relevant to City politics--they've almost all stopped talking to the Weekly by now, even the Republicans. Sure, I find it astonishing as you do that the single live quote in a piece on seven Council races is a one-liner from public relations manager Kerman Maddox. (So hard-up for real information is Futch that at one point he actually quotes Walter Moore's website--not even Walter Moore live, who is for most of us a mere speeddial away). And Mr. Maddox's sole quote--"You can't get rid of a city manager, so you do the next best thing and try and get rid of incumbents" is simply what Jill Stewart wants someone, anyone to say.
How the Weekly ended up so eccentric to local political life is a sad tale. Everyone of note fled when Stewart, who had dozens of axes to grind, became news editor; a few of us sucked it up, for as long as we could take it anyway, and tried to save it. But she was bent on howling at the moon and promoting sleaze and cold criminal cases, and vilifying anything related to Antonio Villaraigosa or a union. And Drex Heikes came in from Vegas, knowing absolutely nothing about the City anymore. Slowly, surely, the paper became co-opted and then eroded by a paralyzing single-dimension mindset, mistaking Anglo-NIMBY activism, merely one point of view among the dozens in LA politics, for knowledge and intelligence.
But what's equally unsettling about this particular piece is that it not only celebrates the Weekly's own recent Anglo-NIMBY past, which the Weekly does in nearly every news article these days, it also promises more on the races in the immediate future. We're promised not only a Stephen Box cover next week, but also more on the CD 12 race--a race in which the Weekly doesn't mention a single candidate in this purported survey of Council races. Or, as we say in the blogosphere when we're too busy to do it right at present: "stay tuned." Print inches are purportedly tight; but the paper has enough space available to post coming soon notices. We will stay tuned, but we don't have high expectations.
EARLIER: Drex & Sex, &c., 96th Street, 96th Street, 92nd Street.