Nice Goin', Genius
My first job out of college was at this magazine publisher on Long Island, for which I had to reverse commute. The reverse commute was the least of the problems.
The editor of the magazine was lovers with the publisher. The publisher was a 28-year-old Equity stage manager with absolutely no experience working in publishing of any kind. But the editor and publisher had imagined a power structure of gay men running the company, along with their cute gay boy assistants. This is why I was hired, although I didn't know that until shortly after they discovered I had a girlfriend and fired me. I was asked to join a class action suit against the company for "straight-bashing" (for lack of a better term), but I was only 22, had only worked there about three months, and was ready to put the whole horrifying experience behind me.
The experience wasn't horrifying, by the way, because a gay couple ran the company. I knew absolutely nothing about the "real world" at the time, but I could tell that this stage managing publisher was driving the company to bankruptcy. He declared war on the editorial staff. He had me order several thousand dollars worth of office supplies on a Friday because by Monday the AmEx card would be canceled. He collected money for subscriptions that never got filled.
A young dude with no experience was in charge.
So Bush nominated John Roberts to replace Sandra Day O'Connor. Now that William Rehnquist died, Bush is nominating the child judge to be Chief Justice. We're not even sure we want Roberts on the Court in the first place (in fact, I'm convinced I don't), and now Bushie's asking Congress to put the dude in charge? My first job taught me that's a terrible idea.
Unfortunately, Bushie's first job (you know, the one with the National Guard) taught him that he can do whatever the fuck he wants, whenever the fuck he wants to do it.
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3 Comments:
You know, Kayla and I have been waiting for the "Nice Goin', Genius" post about Katrina. Still waiting...
It's just too much. I can't figure out what to focus on. And I certainly don't know what would be funny about it.
Here's something funny: Barbara Bush is a fucking racist!
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
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