The Tuluwat Examiner would like to welcome the Stinging Mettle to our local blogosphere. Good Luck and keep up the good work:
“For a newspaper to become boring and irrelevant in a county as exciting and corrupt as Humboldt is unconscionable.”
The Stinging Mettle: Fritz Wunderplot
The Journal’s recent and near-constant personality parade: A doctor and his shroud. The outgoing president of HSU, then the incoming president of HSU, then the incoming Supervisor of the National Forest, followed by the four horsemen of journalistic boredom, the “transformers” whose visages on the cover invite a nap. And look, there’s Duane Flatmo … again! We also got the “smartest person” snooze; weed weed weed (on the cover two weeks in a row, plus a weekly column); a flood anniversary issue that repeated the fallacy that the 1964 disaster was unusually destructive because it was a “rain on snow” event (it wasn’t), leaving the sacred cows of logging and road building, which truly tipped the hydrological scales, unscathed. There was even a quintessentially somnambulant cover-story cliché of a headline, “Fear vs. Hope.” Zzzzzzzz.
Then — oh god spare us — “The Sex Issue,” which is a glaring enough gimmick, but it was worse than that. The cover story exposes an odd clique of mostly young people who like to dress up in furry animal costumes and work out their internal issues in public. This was news, presumably, because “the Humboldt Furries Facebook page has 18 friends and Humfurs, a local MeetUp group, has 22 members. They’re out there.”
“Out there” is the operational phrase, and it best describes the Journal’s beleaguered impression of what it means to be a North Coast news source. The cover story that followed the Furries? Beer.
The full story here: