With all due respect, “the family” consists of Caroline. Her parents and one sibling are all dead, her uncle is in no position to strike at anyone, and her one grandparent is catatonic. The non-immediate Kennedy family is too widespread and far removed to mobilize over anything, much less “candid” photos of John Jr. The Kennedys, as far as prestige and influence, are finished.
Eve,
I’m glad to know you feel just the way I do. The other day, US offered me a position as their film critic, and I told them I would never take a job with such a sleazy magazine, even at the absurdly high salary they were offering me. I also told them not to bother you either, since I know you have even higher standards than I do.
US, weekly celebrity magazines, Jann Wenner, Rolling Stone, it’s just one big cultural vacuum. Makes my brain hurt. You just keep doin’ what you’re doin’, Eve. You’re one of the reasons I haven’t totally abandoned the idea that I’d like to write for magazines one day.
Yeah, so they print nudie pics of JFK JR. How is that harmful to him in any way? He looked great, and I’ll certainly enjoy seeing them.
Correct me if i’m wrong, but didn’t he pose semi-nude in George a few years ago?
How are nude pictures harmful to anyone?
They aren’t themselves harmful, but it’s completely tacky. It’s bread and circuses. Not that celebrity journalism is a bastion of good taste and thoughtfulness, but this is just egregious. His death was recent enough that they’re still within the window of cashing in on tragedy. I can’t respect that.
Um, slight hijack here, but Eve, I’m in the dark. I haven’t been around to know what magazine you DO edit for…and is that your claim to fame, or are you famous for something else? Been meaning to ask…I have actually heard of the group aha was with so that’s cool…maybe you’ll be familiar to me, too!
Uh, thanks, Wendell.
Lux—it is comforting to know that I have saved one person from the horror that is magazine publishing.
Trouble—I write a humor column (“The Bottom Shelf”) for Movieline (actually a lot of fun), and I am the entire copy editing staff for More. The latter is a great mag, actually, but copy editing is about as exciting and creative as following the elephants in a parade with a pail and shovel.
Wait. Reports of my salvation have been greatly exaggerated. I still think I might want to write for a magazine at some point. There are two reasons for this: Eve Golden, who posts to the SDMB, and Peter Richmond, who spoke to my journalism class that one time. I fear that my astoundingly convoluted diction has once again inhibited clarity.