The cartoon by Pat Oliphant was more devastating than usual.
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On the left is a newsboy holding up a copy of Vanity Fair and yelling:
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"Read all about it! Deep Throat identity revealed!"
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In the center – and dominating this cartoon – is a huge pot-bellied W.C. Fields figure labeled "the Washington Post."
This W.C. figure chants while stepping toward a banana peel in front of an open manhole:
"I had a ridiculous dream last night – I dreamed I was fat, smug and lazy and got scooped by a monthly magazine. Ridiculous!"
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Was the Post enough of a good sport to publish this acute needling of itself?
Are you kidding?
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Fortunately, Washingtonian magazine published it in its July edition, along with Oliphant's memorable comment.
"The Post isn't a newspaper anymore; it's a suburban throwaway."
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Washingtonian also noted: "The Post rarely runs him (Oliphant) anymore."
And given this latest, the chances that the Post will ever publish Oliphant again runs from terribly remote to never, ever.
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This is pathetic considering the fact that the Post absolutely loves needling so many other organizations and people in Washington.
Washingtonian's Post Watch monthly page also reports: POST HAS MOST WOMEN AT WAR – "more than half a dozen women assigned to cover wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. The Post has sent as many women into harm's way as any publication, if not more."
One of them, Caryle Murphy, is quoted as saying:
"Iraq is far more dangerous because of the randomness of the violence and journalists being targeted as kidnapees."
Reporters in Baghdad generally venture from the house only in armored cars. Iraqi staff members handle much of the street reporting. "Without them," says Murphy, "we would be blind in Baghdad."
Reporters cannot roam freely and speak to Iraqis. "If you stop and talk to an Iraqi, you are endangering them as much as yourself," she says.
This begs the question: Why therefore is the Post sending female reporters to Iraq if they cannot go anywhere outside of armored cars, or speak to any Iraqis?
What if the Islamic terrorists decide to conduct a raid on where these female Post reporters are living? And what if they kidnap one or more?
And what if Al-Jazeera subsequently televises Post reporter female hostages in the process of being gang-raped?
How much would a good lawyer for the families of such gang-rape victims demand in lawsuits against the Washington Post for sending – even with these reporters' consent – sending them into this combat zone to risk being captured by these oversexed barbarian terrorists?