One’s a drug-addled politician clinging to public office, the other is a classical music critic for the Washington Post. But it seems that when they get together, there’s sparks! Apparently, Barry’s staff sent Page (who I will remind you is a music critic) a press release about the councilman’s support/non-support of the hospital property in Southeast. Page, upset over the (possibly frequent) email from Barry’s staff sent back this response:
“Must we hear about it every time this Crack Addict attempts to rehabilitate himself with some new=and typically half witted–political grandstanding?
I’d be grateful if you would take me off your mailing list. I Cannot think of anything the useless Marion Barry could do that would interest me in the slightest, up to and including overdose. Sincerely, Tim Page.”
Yikes. Page’s reviews are usually this sharp-tongued when performers don’t meet his approval, so I don’t exactly think that Barry’s office (which freaked out and got Page suspended from his writing gig at the Post) should be as surprised as they acted over his comments. Given that nothing Page said about Hizzoner, the Mayor for Life, was factually false, I’m surprised that the Post caved in to the righteous indignation of Barry and his staff.
For Shame, Post. For Shame.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
I live and work in the District of Columbia. I write at We Love DC, a blog I helped start, I work at Technolutionary, a company I helped start, and I’m happy doing both. I enjoy watching baseball, cooking, and gardening. I grow a mean pepper, keep a clean scorebook, and wash the dishes when I’m done. Read Why I Love DC.
