A letter to a reader
To the gentleman who called me last Saturday at 5:30 a.m., to ask why I didn't write one word about how I urged readers to vote for job-killing Democrats in 2006 and 2008: I'm sorry I wasn't around the newsroom to take your call. I take accusations of liberal bias seriously, especially when they are cited at such an early hour.
You didn't leave your name or number so there's no way for me to return your call. If you are the one who said,
"You guys should take a little responsibility for the bad economy, because you urged your readers to vote for job-killing Democrats that have been killing jobs in California for the last 34 years. Yoo hoo! Only apologize for your education you received, it was one of the nation's worst. Duh,"
please be advised that I'm usually at this number, (909) 483-9376, during business hours Monday through Friday. Thanks for calling, have a nice day.
P.S. I got my education in New York. Yes, I am an East Coast media elite. Only I didn't make it on the East Coast.
Wendy, I empathize with your feeling of injustice, and the caller makes no more sense than just venting his pain. But, other than letting all your readers know that you are affected by that phone call, what good does a response like this do.
I don’t doubt that you have plenty of testy phone messages, and if you dignify each one with a blog entry, what would this blog become?
I think it would be a really good blog, actually. The San Francisco Chronicle has a feature called "Correct Me If I'm Wrong," which features colorful comments from readers that did not make the Opinion page. It's good reading.
SF Chronicle’s CMIIW is a podcast where the actual voicemail is streamed in audio fidelity. Link to podcast.
Here, you are only transcribing the call into mere text: it’s not the same. The energy, the fervor, the passionate intensity are absent.This entry seems to be about you personally and how an anonymous phone call has gotten to you.