Reorganized closet update: we walked into the closet this morning and didn't even know where to start looking for a T-shirt.
Hot Air has a long story about the WaPo's Taylor Lorenz (I weep for her myriad cats) screwing up a story and then blaming her editors for it. My word is she ever a...crazy person. That's us being polite. Listen up, DC. That's your name on the article. That's your byline. Everything in that piece is your responsibility.
Lemme tell you something, missy. We have people. We have line editors and content editors. We have beta readers. We have fact guys. Heck, we have a guy who commanded an armored battalion. I had 25 guys helping me with A Line through the Desert, including the goddamn commander of the 2nd ACR. Many of these people are paid. That doesn't change the fact that we are responsible for the content of our novels. That's why at the end of the intro and acknowledgments there's usually a disclaimer that goes something like, 'Any errors are entirely my own.'
Check the cover of the novel, Taylor, you over-medicated narcissist. My name is right across the bottom. William Stroock. I'm the big cheese. The head honcho. Numero Uno. El jeffe granda. El Supremo Grande. Herr Buchmeister.* Nothing goes in one of my novels unless I say it goes in.
Moving on...we see that in Mother Country, Boris faces a no confidence vote tonight. Good. The man's a slob and a lout. Other than Brexit, Boris is a disappointment who has failed to rise to the satanic challenges faced by his nation and the west. This blog has no confidence in Boris. The vote is at 6 PM this evening. [That's London time for you Yanks-Ed]. Looks like Boris will win. Meanwhile oppo leader Keir Starmer says the 'vast majority' of women do not have penises. That's good of him to say, and at considerable risk, but he's still wrong. No, Keir. No women have penises. We have to say that. Which is why the worse of 'satanic' above is wholly appropriate.
Monday Metal, DDay edition:
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Did you finally came out of the closet then?
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