The SF Weekly cover story this week is all about new Bonds revelations. Authors: Nic Foit and Ira Tes. Get it? Try this.
Not that you really needed confirmation. The story is so beyond the bounds of responsible journalism (the single source is an ex-con who shared a cell with Greg Anderson) and loaded with over-the-top details that the satire leaps off the page.
Maybe it’s a satire of the media coverage of Bonds, maybe it’s a satire of Bonds himself, maybe a little of both. But it’s so two years ago, so infantile and obvious, it would have trouble making the cut in a high school humor magazine. Barry drank elk semen! Nyuk-nyuk! I stopped reading the SF Weekly a long time ago except for this guy, and this story shows why.
What’s worse: the Weekly with its hare-brained inconsequential features or the Bay Guardian with the rigid dogma it tries to pass off as news? Discuss.
SFBG is worse, IMO, if for nothing else than the enormous ideological chip on its shoulder, but I usually don't read either except for the restaurant reviews. Although one of my favorite professors from film school writes the repertory movie reviews for the SF Weekly, and that's kind of cool.