By Jeff Balke
By Aaron Reiss
By Angelica Leicht
By Dianna Wray
By Aaron Reiss
By Camilo Smith
By Craig Malisow
By Jeff Balke
The symbolism was hardly subtle on the front section of the August 6 Houston Chronicle's metropolitan section.
There -- on what columnist Thom Marshall used to call "this edge of the page" -- was a long photo of a shovel. It turns out the Chron, in what is the first-ever "house ad" in memory on the metro front, came to bury Thom as deep as they could. (The ad said the paper's new columnist would dig deep for stories, apparently in pointed contrast to Marshall.)
Marshall's days were numbered since May, when editor Jeff Cohen announced he was bringing in Rick Casey of the San Antonio Express-News to be the paper's flagship columnist. Marshall, who has a high opinion of his column-writing abilities (it's a minority view), was not happy.
He'll stay on with the paper as a reporter, so it's not like he's on the street or anything. Therefore it won't be unseemly to look back on 13 years of Thom's Greatest Hits.
But we'll just go back to 1997, when Marshall filled up an entire column on how nice the recently departed Princess Diana was. We like it not because of its Marshall-esque conclusion ("So I'm thinking one way of saying good-bye to this Princess I never met could be by looking for some way to be a bit nicer, myself.").
We like it because of the sheer I-can't-stand-this-shit-anymore attitude of whatever copy editor got stuck writing the headline that day. "Princess Diana's Niceness Admired" it says, helplessly.
It's been tough recently for wives of axed Chron columnists. Food editor Jane P. Marshall (Thom's wife) has left the paper; deputy managing editor Susan Bischoff (married to former business columnist Jim Barlow) is being moved upstairs away from the news side.
No house ads with shovels were run with either move. -- Richard Connelly
Long ago, city leaders once touted our hometown as "Baghdad on the Bayou." While world events during the last ten years have rendered that moniker somewhat unfashionable, maybe, at least as far as the blood-soaked streets of the Richmond Strip are concerned, they were on to something.
To wit: Since May 1 to the end of July, about 18 U.S. soldiers have been killed in combat in Baghdad. In that same period, seven people have been wounded and five killed in and around the Richmond Strip.
Granted, we still lag behind the Iraqi capital in sheer numbers, but if we extrapolate the Strip's raw data to accord with the population of greater Baghdad, we're.... Well, we're pretty sure that we're comfortably ahead. Baghdad on the Bayou indeed. -- John Nova Lomax
Abreast of the News
As Sue Hanks, she had more than five years in news at CC's KTRH radio when she transferred about five months ago to head up the news operation of its CC sister, The Arrow classic rock station.
Now she injects news reports amid the banter of the morning drive-time Dean & Rog Show, but Hanks managed to put on a show of her own. Call it Clear Channel's brand of medical journalism -- Hanks hooked up with a friend, the noted plastic surgeon Franklin Rose, for what may be a radio first -- a live-broadcast boob job. Sidekick Tony Guzman took over for the play-by-play after Hanks went under. When she came back up, Dean & Rog had more melon jokes than a misogynist gone amok at a farmer's market.
Hanks scoffs at any notion that it has compromised her journalistic integrity. She concedes that her news is strictly rip-'n-read, and her new role is that of an on-air personality. "One of the reasons I came over here was because I was kind of losing my sense of humor after so many years of just doing straight news," she says. "There's only so many dead babies in Dumpsters you can cover without going crazy."
Rose, of course, reaped ample publicity about his practice. Hanks conceded she got a discounted rate. As for the significant problem of radio listeners trying to hear the sound of larger breasts, there are after pictures on the Web site -- as well as the station's own live "Suzicam." -- George Flynn
Sea of Change
In the June 5 Racket column, we attacked the musical taste of the Friendswood community savagely. In fact, we said it had "the worst taste of any community from the Sabine to the Brazos." We based that criticism on Amazon sales figures, which revealed that the typical Friendswooder was into Toby Keith and Josh Groban and that hideous Rod Stewart standards record.
Evidently a few down there took us to heart. Don't worry -- Josh and Toby are both still on Amazon's new list, but they have some heavy hipster company this time around. Checking in at number five is Beck's Sea Change -- by consensus, the most critically acclaimed album of 2002. Nice try, kids, but it was also the most overrated album of the year. Keep trying, though. -- J.N.L.