The winds are carrying random whisperings regarding King G's next move in his efforts to create the Van Helsing of Louisiana media entities....a divine "Advocate"....one that will drive a stake through the vampiric heart of the sanguineness "Newhouse" interloper.
Oh boy...holy hell...that may have been the most pretentious sentence I've ever contrived.
When you recover from that... the rumors abound that Georges is pulling not just Carr and Russell from the Brave Newhouse World but, in fact, the whole talent pool....Rainey, Broach, Torres... and think about this name...wait for it....Gill? Holy schnizzel, right?
And right now I just want to pause for a moment and express my unabashed man-crush for James Gill. I think he is the true shcnizzel in New Orleans' whizzel. I can't think of anyone I'd rather have dinner with or shoot the shitz. I know I'll never get that opportunity but much love and respect to Mr. Gill.
I mean Christ on a crutch...what if "His Grace" raids WWL-TV and gets Hammer and McCarthy...even Perlstein? What if he resurrects Chris Rose? What if he seduces David Meeks and Brian Thevenot back into the fray? What if he recreates the post-K journalistic powerhouse that was the pinnacle of the Time-Picayune (as defined by Pulitzer)?
Sweet Buddha...what is this man, if he truly is a man, capable of?
Is he merely a man? Or is he a Greek demi-god in the lineage of Perseus? Gorgon Medusa be warned...you nasty snake-headed bitch!
I wouldn't be surprised to wake up tomorrow to a press conference with King G and hear him announce....."I am Iron Man." Philanthropist, billionaire playboy by day...vigilante, terrorist, crime-fighting newspaper publisher by.....uh....day?
Sorry, I fucked that up. I've been drinking (it's all alcohol driven fantasy here on AZ ;) ) and I've been dumping a lot of my cash in video poker machines lately...I'm not really up to speed on my pop culture-hero-metaphors. Forgive me.
Anyway...uh...yeah. Everyone seems to be nipply and erect. I admit I'm semi-erect. But let's not get all hot and bothered lest we end up alone at 3 am with nothing but the internet and Nola.com.
What truly turns me on about this situation is that there is some amazing journalistic talent that will be unbridled, to a certain extent, in this new media landscape. That's great news....figuratively and literally. It's going to be a well needed enema for our city and, perhaps, our state. And King G deserves some kudos for making that happen. That's a sincere thank you, King G....it really is.
But...what strikes wood with me....is the independent, underfunded, local entities that are slowly and methodically holding the line.
The Lens, the blogs (us...I won't even link but you know us if you're reading this), the independent sites like the
Uptown Messenger and
Nola Defender....these are things that you should really be excited about...but maybe you aren't.
By the way, did I mention that
Bob Marshall is writing for The Lens?
If you haven't been following
The Lens and the other sites I mentioned...you should start immediately. I said this last year at the Rising Tide panel and I don't mean to sound arrogant but I think I was spot-on-fucking-right when everyone else was going Cassandra. While everyone was lamenting the demise of the Times-Picayune, I just saw this wonderful palingenesis that was taking place in its wake. I think, now, if you look at what the N.O. media landscape is becoming....it's rather amazing.
This city...this wonderful, fucked up city....just celebrated its birthday. And as dystopian as it is, the one thing it is not...is stagnant. It moves...it never stops moving. It's a port, it's ancient in regards to American culture...it's mysterious...it's...dangerous. Very dangerous. But at the same time it's a community. We do know how to communicate. I've never been worried about this city's ability to communicate...we do it better than any city in this country.
I think King G's purchase and resurrection of The Advocate is a testament to the....I don't have a word here...I will invent one..."chaosawesomness"....of this city. I don't like him...but I'm glad he's there and I salute him.
Ashe'