'Tis the whore of the big media apocalypse and her name is Judith Regan

I am writing this post if only because Roxanne Cooper pinged me this morning about the woman who gives a face to the expression media whore.

Rox was brainstorming with Amanda Marcotte and they came up with the idea of having a Dear Judith national campaign, urging her to donate ALL NET PROCEEDS from the sale of OJ Simpson's book to organizations that help women escape from living in abusive relationships.

Jill at Feministe is on the case as well.

Why it's taken me this long to write about the recycled OJ Simpson scandal? Well, words failed me. As Michael over at The Daily Gotham : Michael wrote, it seemed so much like a hoax that when I found out it was true, well, I was feklempt.

He finds the words that escaped me:

This story is juicy on so many levels, not all of them immediately obvious. First, of course, it's delicious to see Bill O'Reilly sputter (quite untruthfully, if that's even necessary to note) that he, the Happy Warrior defending Christmas, has nothing to do with all of this tawdriness – except that he and O.J. report to the same boss, Roger Ailes, a former head of the RNC and Reagan adviser.

Then, there's the Rudy angle. As improbable as it may seem to his former constituents, he's presently the front-runner for his party's 2008 nomination; except that his unsavory associates seem to continually make bad news for him. The three degrees of separation are: Rudy hires Bernie Kerik; Bernie Kerik pumps Judith Regan with a view of Ground Zero; Judith Regan publishes O.J.'s book. Pretty stuff.

Lastly, I can't help but think of those values voters. Their favorite channel is hawking a book that seeks to profit from murder. Do you think that maybe, that was a strategic miscalculation by the money-grubbers over on Sixth Avenue? Forget for a moment all the other sleaze that cost the 'conservatives' their majorities in the election; now, the publishing colossus most firmly identified with their discredited ideology is hawking murder. Think those values voters might be getting a clue about the real goals of their favorite media enterprise?

Emphasis mine.


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