Thursday, March 23, 2006

My Comment on the new WaPo Plagiarnazi

I left this at Atrios/ but i thought it was enlightening enough to COPY AND PASTE here.
[on Ben Domenech/Red State/WaPo/etc.]

I almost did not believe this. Then I thought, hey, Self, you used to make a living plagiarizing!

And so I did. I was a radio ad copywriter. Pretty damned soul-destroying whorish work, if you actually did it. Plus, who can write an ad saying something nice about plastic awnings or overpriced brand name sneakers? Not me, for sure.

So from week one, I wrote a few ads with a mind to what the inbred people running the place (mostly a sports and bad music station) probably wanted (basically I was acting, which I'm reasonable at). And I listened to radio ads all the time (while I read dime novels). By the end of the week I had accumulated dozens, almost a hundred, phrase bits, some medium long, many of them very cliche. I then simply mixed them together at semi random and turned in the ads.

I tried to avoid the top ten phrases being stolen by the other ads (unless it was something expected like "step into summer with our new shoes" or what have you).

They said I was a gifted copywriter but had a bad, anti-business attitude and was surly, so I didn't last.

Still, in the end analysis, they never noticed that the competing ads were being recycled by me (I was reading a lot of Wm. Burroughs at the time, so it felt like detournement). After my first week, I never once wrote an original sentence. it was 100% plagiarized.

Moral: Ben Domenech should write ad copy, and I should be the WaPo Moral Values and Heartland Dreams weblog editor!



Here I am even plagiarizing myself. It feels gooooood.

1 comment:

alex said...

At last one old man, whom I at once recognized as a Graduate of apap our University (Anno 1800) held up his hand.. I declare, norco said Mrs.. Deacon Hawkins overtook me on the way here, and metoclopramide here said I had simply got to go sleigh-riding with him.. Up here we don't loratadine look at things just as you people do.. The shirt-sleeves gave the ortho-evra idea of a manual-labor school in one sense at least.. O, THE ----! O! O, MY! PAH! pravachol The mention of several New York papers led to two or three questions.. Prominent among his achievements on that line was getting married acetaminophen to a woman who, among other excellent gifts, had that of being twice as big as her husband.. You nexium kick my foot if you see me turning my head so's to knock it off.. A careless clerk passed, celexa whistling.. ] In percocet my mind's eye, Horatio.. Lipps gives us the more far-reaching theory diphenhydramine that everything psychic exists as unconscious, but that some of it may exist also as conscious.. These dream thoughts are in themselves surely not incapable of consciousness; if they have zantac not become conscious to us during the day, this may have various reasons.. If we are to celebrex conclude anything from this state of affairs, it will at most prove that the most complex mental operations are possible without the cooeperation of consciousness , which we have already learned independently from every psychoanalysis of persons suffering from hysteria or obsessions.. So far as I am phentermine concerned, said Mr.. It's coming in, he said in a husky xanax voice...