Having been published since 1880, today marks the end of the Albuquerque Journal. Its death was not due to any one article or guest column, but the build-up of countless little paper cuts to the reader’s brain. This morning’s “essay” by NM PED-Secretary Not-Quite Confirmed Hanna Skandera metaphorically severs the last remaining piece of cerebellum.
I can’t do it anymore. I’m done.
To say I learned nothing from reading Ms. Skandera’s “essay” understates how little was learned. I unlearned so very much. The “essay” truly gives the concept “brain drain” new, literal meaning.
In contrast, I’ve learned so much from Firesign Theater, right down to a album title that not only sums up Ms. Skandera’s “essay,” but my former life reading the Albuquerque Journal. Au revoir, Journal. Let’s celebrate the paper’s “death” with a listen to Ralph Spoilsport and Nick Danger. If you play it backwards, they repeatedly say “Hanna is not confirmed….Hanna is not confirmed…Hanna is not confirmed…”