Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
Approximately two months into my tenure at Jossip, Anna Nicole Smith died. And the media reaction was immediate. The cruel jokes and sarcastic headlines started even before the official coroner’s report was released, conceivably before the family had been contacted and before funeral arrangements had been made. Supposedly reputable press outlets salivated over the chance to publicly decry this woman – a gold digger but also a mother – only moments after learning that her death was either the result of an accidental drug overdose or suicide attempt.
Appalled by the immediate onslaught of insensitive headlines and the speed with which she was desecrated by the press, I found myself in the unlikely position of defending Smith.
There’s nothing quite like a little unsubstantiated gossip to get our motors running. Which is why we were delighted by the dishy email this morning claiming that less than a week after PageSix.com’s triumphant launch, there’s already an onslaught of infighting, cattiness and overall dissension in the ranks.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
Scarlett Johansson, the actress best known for her throaty voice, enormous breasts and inability to save The Nanny Diaries has preemptively threatened Us Weekly with a lawsuit over this week’s cover story suggesting that the buxom starlet went under the knife.
A boring, legalese statement issued by Johansson claims the article’s “clear implication that she has had plastic or cosmetic surgery on her nose is an outrageous and defamatory fabrication lacking any conceivable basis or proof.”
Well, obvs! We are, after all, talking about celebrity weeklies, here. Meanwhile, unwilling to leave well enough alone, OK! goes from exalting in Us‘ impending legal woes to slamming its more successful rival with demoralizing accusations of shoddy journalism.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
According to a new Harvard University study, “nearly two-thirds of Americans do not trust press coverage of the 2008 presidential campaign.” Moreover, “four out of five people believe coverage focuses too much on the trivial — and more than 60 percent believe coverage is politically biased.”
Fortunately, it looks as though they can’t blame everything on the mainstream media. As everyone who watched last night’s overly-hyped Republican YouTube debate learned, politicians are pretty good at making themselves look boring/trivial, not to mention mindlessly repetitive.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
If you’re anything like us, then you most likely did not spend the bulk of your Sunday afternoon reading Page Six magazine and pouring over an interview with Seventeen EIC-turned-entrepreneur Atoosa Rubenstein.
Fortunately, Portfolio blogger Jeff Bercovici is a bird of a different feather. And thanks to his helpful/informative recap, we’ve learned that, in addition to biting the hand that feeds—er, fed her, Atoosa has also finally come to the realization that she is, in fact, a freakshow.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
This just in: The Yankees’ adulterous third baseman (and this year’s league MVP) Alex Rodriguez is arrogant, greedy and not particularly well liked by the New York fans or working media.
Worse still, he recently opted out of his contract with the Yanks AND disingenuously said things like “I love New York” while simultaneously fielding offers from all over the country. Plus, this one time? Prior to joining the Yanks? He said something way harsh about Derek Jeter “never [having] had to lead” before. Which, according to columnist-turned-baseball aficionado Jon Friedman, just may have helped spur on their rivalry.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
Despite their big dreams, roster of celebrity weekly expatriates and highly unrealistic goals of chipping away at the Sunday Times‘ readership, Page Six Magazine hasn’t made nearly as much of a splash with readers—or potential advertisers—as they would have liked.
And because a friend in need is a friend indeed, we’ve decided to take some time out of our busy schedule to offer them some helpful unsolicited advice. Read on, loyal Sixers, and we’ll tell you everything we know about how not to blow a major magazine launch the first, second or even third time around.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
For those of you already traumatized by the prospect of several weeks (or even months) without any new episodes of your favorite television shows, we’ve taken the liberty of preemptively filling that mindless void by coming up with our predictions for the season ahead.
Please be forewarned that the forthcoming episode guide is a purely imaginative/procastinative effort, and readers are advised to overlook any glaring inaccuracies, predictable plot trajectories or flat one-liners as needed.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
According to the career-oriented folks over at CNN, things you should never do at work include taking fake sick-days, gossiping and showing up hungover and/or with unkempt hair. Other no-no’s include “getting too comfortable” (i.e. telling the boss about that gross drunken hookup-slash-one night stand) hitting on the intern, reading useless crap on the web and sticking it to the man by stealing inexpensive—and easily missed—office supplies.
And while we don’t necessarily agree with all of the aforementioned rules (be honest, who among us hasn’t pilfered Post-Its and writing instruments from the office supplies closet and shoved them awkwardly into their oversized Betsey Johnson carry-all?) we’re happy to offer a few helpful hints of our own.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
Recently, CNN producer David Doss informed sexually ambiguous anchorperson Anderson Cooper that the network’s highly lauded miniseries “Planet in Peril” would most likely become a regular feature on AC360. Cooper’s angry (and, presumably, unfiltered) response? He groaned, “Jesus Christ! We really need to solve this whole environmental thing quickly, because I really don’t want to do it again.”
You may not know Intern Whitney, but you’ve already seen glimpses of her personality.
Her ability to round up the weekly celebrity news cycle is a testament to her efficiency, ability to prioritize, and encyclopedic knowledge of all things Britney. Her contribution to the crappiest things about the Emmy’s neatly summed up our hatred of an awards show best known for not being the one where Isaac Mizrahi fondled Scarlett Johansson on the red carpet. Her willingness to interview a certified body language expert revealed the very pliancy we tend to look for in all our Jossip interns, as well as a misplaced trust in authority and adorable naivety.
Which is why we were hardly surprised when, a few weeks back, Intern Whitney told us her most shameful secret: She spent the bulk of her adolescence nursing an unrequited crush on former boy bander, Lance Bass. Awww/ewww! Bass, better known as “the gay one,” has apparently captivated our Whitney since she was too young to know any better, and too proud to admit how wrong she was.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
Last week, we learned that “Body Armor King” David Brooks siphoned over $200 million in company pension funds to support his “lavish lifestyle,” including a staggering $10 million to pay for what his daughter’s friends (despite since drifting to rival mean-girl cliques) still uniformly refer to as the “most awesome Bat Mitzvah EVER.” Today, comes reassuring evidence that Brooks loves his two over-privileged children equally. His son’s Jewish rite-of-passage reportedly broke the bank at over half million dollars.
And that was just to pay for shiksa goddess Jessica Simpson’s off-key rendition of “Happy Birthday.”
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
With Halloween just around the corner, it’s time to start thinking about last-minute costume ideas. And this year, instead of frantically hunting through the on-sale rack at Ricky’s for that elusive half-priced garment that says “Slutty, yet sophisticated,” why not be creative? There are plenty of do-it-yourself costumes* that require minimal effort on your part and are guaranteed to please potentially capable of suiting your needs.
Moderately intrigued? Read on, anyway! After the jump, a complete rundown of the scariest media personalities around with useful tips on how to capture their “essence” without breaking the bank or sacrificing your unique rebelliousness.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
Days after outing Dumbledore as a same-sex oriented magician, author J.K. Rowling is already soaking up criticism from all ends of the crazyperson spectrum.
Naturally, we have the religious zealots, who don’t want their precious tots reading about same-sex anything (or, for that matter, sex itself) because it’s “dirty.” Then, of course, we have the self-appointed literary ombudsmen, who’ve questioned her motives and wondered whether England’s Richest Person By Far has overstepped her bounds.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
After a long and somewhat confusing morning – spent predominantly browsing the internets while under the (still negligible) influence of non-drowsy cold medication – I stumbled onto an amazingly informative article in which WaPo’s Howie “Story Stealer” Kurtz interviews Mediabistro founder Laurel “Suck It, I’m Rich” Touby about her extraordinary success. In the course of their discussion, Kurtz helpfully explains that Touby’s website utilizes a newfangled technology called “blogging,” which are, in Touby’s case, “short real-time scooplets” written by media insiders, for media insiders, about media insiders.
Needless to say, my head is still spinning.*
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