I awoke this morning and realized it was April Fool’s Day, and shivered in chagrin at some of the opportunities to behave like an adult editor that I frittered away over the years. There is sure to be a reservation for me in an outer circle of journalistic Hell.
You see, for years I allowed Jon Ralston — then Las Vegas Review-Journal columnist, now defrocked Sun columnist and self-aggrandizing television pundit and web worm — to publish entire column’s of outrageous political fantasies that would end with something to the effect: “Happy April Fool’s Day, everyone. Did I fool you?”
I would link to a couple of those groaners, but the recent Review-Journal online redesign has the paper’s online archives in utter disarray. Search engines will find a URL but it doesn’t work. But what the heck, here is one he published in the Las Vegas Sun in 2000. Their archives still work, if nothing else does.
So, I wondered this morning, without an ink on newsprint outlet for his infantile fantasies, would Ralston stoop to still another April Fool’s Day joke? He managed to disappoint.
An alert reader, who I surely hope is not actually paying for his emailed political pointers, let me know Ralston is down to his old tricks.
After informing everyone in his “Morning Flash” that he was rushing off to New York for an interview at 30 Rock, he proceeded to report John Ensign is consider running for Congress against Steven Horsford. “How could he be worse than Tark?” and that Jim Gibbons is now a mining industry lobbyist and Brian Sandoval is being considered for secretary of the Interior.
It ended: “Happy April Fool’s Day, everyone. Did I fool you?”
Not for the past two decades.
I guess the subject of Jon Ralston left everyone speechless. He feigns the impression he knows all, therefore he should run for public office, any public office, which would soon squelch his feigned wisdom. Reminds me a little of an auctioneer, going once, going twice, sold to the sucker that pays him to appear on television.