Prolegomena to Any Further Horseshit

After a hiatus noted by a significant percentage of our readership—Bert & Ethyl Finsterwald of Winnemucca, NV--the Editorial Board are pleased to announce the release on his own recognizance of Mr Bo Stenberg, the Managing Editor, from the Paul Wolfowitz Center for Rehabilitation, Slushfund Administration and War Planning in beautiful downtown Bumfuck.

Shown above is Mr Stenberg reading from The Little Red Book, assisted by one of the counselors at the rehab center with whom he practiced the twelve-step programme just about as often as is humanly [sic] possible during his protracted recovery from the ravages of steroid and sildenafil citrate addiction, all of which came in pretty goddamned handy.

A number of readers have noted the absence of contributions during the Managing Editor’s epic struggle and ultimate victory over you-name-it, as if the Editorial Board had somehow failed to leap into the breach and make the personal sacrifices necessary to ensure The Journal’s absolutely vital 24-hour news cycle continuity.

The Board duly appointed a blue-ribbon commission to study these allegations. After publishing the detailed results of its investigation into these charges, your Editorial Board is able to advise its definitive and comprehensive conclusion, fully supported by documented research to the satisfaction of the most notorious fascists in the state. Based on these findings, the Board advise the readership as follows:

Blow it out your ass.