Ah, Blake Howe....notice he uses "excrement" even when mailing fake anthrax to Senators. Super classy old fuck.
A retired Seattle attorney who mailed a baking soda-filled envelope to a U.S. senator has been sentenced to probation after pleading guilty to a misdemeanor charge.
On May 8, a mail handler examining a letter sent to Sen. Jim DeMint, R-S.C., was hit in the face by a blast of white powder emanating from the envelope. Concerned that the powder could be anthrax -- the biological agent that killed five in a string of attacks beginning in 2001 -- the mail handler was decontaminated and the substance analyzed.
The letter carried a handwritten message -- "I hope you choke on your own excrement such as this" -- and the name of Blake Howe, a 77-year-old Seattle man who pleaded guilty to related charges in July.
I read the Stranger every week, and I'm not an Old, but I do think Blake has a point. With a few exceptions here & there, the content and composition of the Stranger is pretty laughable. The only reason to read it is for an occasional chuckle, and to get ideas for things to do around town. It's not that the Stranger uses profanities, but it's how they use them. The way the Stranger uses profanities typically detracts from the value and integrity of the writing. If you want to see real writing (with occasional profanities, but not gratuitous), you are better off reading something like the New Yorker.
Also, if he were a better editor, he would have replaced indefinite articles when necessary and would have found replacement words for the ones that he ****'d and ===='d out, instead.
@13, the point of any kind of stylistic choice of language in a magazine is to identify its ethos to its audience. The Stranger sees its audience as friends, so its language is familiar and jocular. The New Yorker sees its audience as people it has to impress at a cocktail party, so its language is full of idiosyncratic affectations, like that fucking umlaut in cooperate.
Fucking tight-assed people need to get the fuck over themselves. There are no fucking magic words, and no "bad" words either. If "fuck" offends you, that is your own sad problem.
If it IS the same Howe as in @4, then this makes a certain sense. A lifetime of authoritarianism and arguing about rules as an ill-fitting approximation for right and wrong could definitely leave you with some fucked-up priorities.
Of course, now I'll never hear "Fool me once, shame on you" the same way again.
Irony much?
If it IS the same Howe as in @4, then this makes a certain sense. A lifetime of authoritarianism and arguing about rules as an ill-fitting approximation for right and wrong could definitely leave you with some fucked-up priorities.