“When you pay peanuts, you get monkeys!”

And when you have a dying organization like the Arizona Republic, peanuts is all they can afford!

In article after article, she has consistently bent the facts, invented the facts, or just did not bother to discover the facts! In short, she has lost any and all credibility with the readers (or in the case of so many Arizona Residents, former readers) and is simply a large anchor around the neck of the paper. Why do they have so much difficulty simply reporting the truth rather than ALWAYS distorting the truth. Hey, be different this month, act like a real newspaper and simply report the news. The editorial page is where we read and need opinions. Hey mister Editor–wake up!

Most of us expect bad writing from the republic and wingnut is in a class by herself far below their next worst writer. Her out right lies, proven again her, makes her the limbo champ of “yellow journalism.” Congrats for redefining the bottom.

Ms Wingnutt is only following a old Repugnant Tradition, i.e. nail anything or anyone who runs afoul of the Central Corridor powerstructure for any reason. Creativity has always trumped truth with the cretins who run this rag!

Fortunately, it’s on its last legs and will soon join the East Valley Tribune as an unlamented memory, along with the “Establishment” it enabled and served for so long!

Ms Wingnutt is also probably aware of this and is busy feathering a future nest at the expense of the taxpayer, a path taken by Mr. DeUriarte a few years ago!

At first, we may believe their mendacious screeds, but over time, learn that they are out to destroy what is good, and promote what is bad.

And the consequence is, we stop believing them. Were they to write of rain during the floods of Noah, we might tend to dismiss the veracity of their reports.

Ms. Wingett, you are your colleagues are now of little importance in the flow of public events. We no longer believe you; we no longer wish to purchase the papers for which you write; nor watch the TV channels for which you report; nor listen to the radio stations on which you speak.

Down and down you go, but you do not understand why. We wish you a fond farewell as you descend into the dustbins of yesterday, soon to be collected and discarded onto the rubbish heaps of anonymity. We will not miss you, but will miss the true journalists of days gone by.