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Thursday, October 30, 2008

fortunes of war

All this week we've been celebrating the decision by the Johnston Press to fire me from the Leinster Leader a year ago just three weeks before Christmas.
It's been fun gentle travellers of the internet.
We've shared some laughs and basked in the measured mellowness that heals over old scars with the passage of time.
Even the august scions of the Johnston Press itself have sat up and taken notice.
Its representatives visited this website no less than sixteen times yesterday.
Bless.
Now I'm told the head honcho at the Johnston Press is heading off into the sunset.
He's retiring.
Retiring, not in the sense of being possessed of a modest and discrete nature.
Retiring, in the sense that he's leaving the company.
What goes around comes around.
I wonder was he in on the original inspired decision to fire me.
Normally these things boil down to one man.
Of course a head honcho mightn't have been informed.
Head honchos are important fellows and must not be troubled with trivia.
A man's life.
Mere trivia.
Don't bother Lord Snotface with such banality.
In modern large scale companies it's not always considered necessary to inform the top man of every decision to fire someone who sad clownish clueless middle management pseuds have concluded is not a top man, from a job he's held for ten years.
In some companies such decisions are often considered to be small administrative matters of little importance.
I wonder did he know.
The fate of a man's career.
No need to tell the boss.
Yes, I wonder did he know.
I gotta tell you bold readers.
The mediocre piece of sh-t knows now.
Whose decision was it?
When you get down to it, someone must have made the decision.
It always boils down to one man.
And I wonder what sublime inisghtful genius made the call.
The actual firing letter had an editor's name on it.
But the name was appended beside the letters "pp."
Implying someone had signed it on the editor's behalf.
Classy.
Classy classy people.
So nearly a year ago they fired me.
Presumably the Leinster Leader will have gone from strength to strength along with the other titles in the Johnston Press group since that firing.
If the right people are getting fired that is.
Presumably the Leinster Leader will have expanded its readership, its advertising revenue, its sales figures and its reputation.
Presumably.
Or...
Could...
The...
Great...
Men...
Of...
The...
Johnston...
Press...
Have...
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Made...
A...
Mistake...

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