Sportswriter fired for tweet critical of op-ed run in the newspaper

Boy that Airbus sure makes a fine jet. Fly them every chance I get.

 

Cardinal rule of mine:

Never shit where you eat.

 

Here's some more details on that. Charlo Greene - Wikipedia

 

Which leads to this rabbit hole.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_on-air_resignations

 

Even more of an update:

 

Let's give the guy a little credit for reading the editorial page. I didn't do that when I was young. Didn't care about the rest of the paper.

 

Dang. I didn't make the list. I was promised by Lou Ripa, the owner of KNBA in Vallejo, that he'd find a new morning DJ so I could do news as we agreed in the hiring process. But he kept stalling and stalling, and paying me way less money than he promised. So one Monday, I put the first record on the turntable -- yeah, this was 1985 -- and walked out of the building and drove home.

That record clicked away to keep from being complete dead air for almost two hours before he showed up at the station and realized nobody was manning the board. I was already on the phone with the guys at KVON in Napa and landed a temp weekend gig before Ripa could even call to tell me I was fired.

Within three months, I got the call to go to Florida and cover Space Shuttles. I think I did OK.

 

Bet that vinyl had some awesome cue burn on the inside. The sound always made me crave bacon.

 

My one work experience in radio involved an owner/manager whose word was worthless. Does three make a trend?

 

Seems like this is a perfect test case.

 

You'll appreciate this small-market prank of fairly recent vintage.
Woke up in the middle of the night and tuned to the local CBS affiliate.
Instead of regular programming (It was a Sat. night/Sun. a.m. and the station usually aired that Elvira horror stuff), there was a static wide-shot of the news set. The audio was the most head-banging, rock music I've ever heard.
Turns out, the overnight kid up and quit, but at least he put SOMETHING on air.
I actually sat there for about 10 minutes stupidly wondering if something would change. The experience was somewhat similar to watching the overnight color bars and VU tone as a child.
Anyway, apparently the empty Hard Rockin' Eyewitness News aired for five hours until someone drove in to get the preacher on.