The Stranger is taking a break for the holidays, but the Internet never rests, so we’re re-running some of our favorite stories from our 25th Anniversary Issue. Enjoy and see you in 2017!
Stranger employees come and go, but only one has outlasted (and antagonized) them all: Mike Nipper, who started working here in 1994 and simply never left. In many ways, The Stranger never could have reached its silver anniversary without Nipper, whose flair for back-sass predates most civilized standards of decency. But in other ways, would we even want to, y’know?
In preparing this issue, we realized that we’d spent so much time skulking past Nipper’s desk hoping he didn’t clown us that we never really took the time to find out what really makes him tick. Then we thought about it a little more and realized that neither he nor anyone else would be interested in that particular conversation, so we cooked up this modified Proust questionnaire for him. Ladies and gentlemen and nonbinary humans, meet Mike Nipper, the true life and soul of The Stranger: