I’m not Elizabeth Taylor.

Last updated on January 3, 2023

Although my cartoon on her is coming up.

Just an amusing note that I know men, though not as many as she, and particularly 2 men on the front page of Daily Caller today! No, not Obama and Gadhafi!

These are guys I know from LA Press Club wild parties. Actually they weren’t very wild, but these men are seriously entertaining.

Andrew Breitbart is being called out for being racist on the Huffington Post – what else is new. I still have to write about that non-racist cartoon he published on the other day. He absolutely is not. And since he worked with Arriana Huffington long before she became the liberal icon she is today, when he was taking a break from the Drudge Report, and he actually helped her start the HuffPo, I have a feeling she doesn’t care about the charges against him. (But who would know her thoughts? Her unpaid writers do all the grunt work, anyway.)  Daily Caller reports:

Breitbart’s post about NPR and the Tea Party infuriated Color of Change. In a Wednesday alert to supporters, the organization said that its prominent placement on The Huffington Post “shows a lack of journalistic integrity, and it’s frankly an insult to our communities.”

I’m not familiar with Color of Change, but I did laugh at the idea that PuffPost is known for journalistic integrity. Can you spell “content farm for news stories”?

The other is Mickey Kaus, of course, formerly of the KausFiles at Slate. The last time I saw him was at an LA Observed party in August, and I complained to him that Slate doesn’t pay enough, and pays late. He laughed and told me what they offered him to come back after his run at the Senate, and then said that he had a secret gig coming up…which turned out to be Newsweek.  I had no idea, however, that he quit there so quickly and moved over to Daily Caller until now! No wonder that his first column (that I’ve seen) skewers Newsweek!

Side story: at one of the first Press Club parties I went to I only knew 2 people, and journalists aren’t the most friendly people, so I was rather lost in this old, downtown, ghost-ridden hotel. I saw one guy that people kept coming up to talk with. I had no idea who it was, or what he was talking about, but I decided to stand a few feet away and see if anyone talked to me. After about 20 minutes, no one (still!) had said a word to me, and finally 2 men said, “So you’re his wife?” I guess people assume that if you stand near a man and don’t say a word, likely you are his wife! Is that funny or sad?! And the man I stood near to was Mickey Kaus.