TERRANCE GAVAN – EDITOR
Had to happen.
The Onion.com is now charging for content.
What the hell has become of the Internet.
Whatever happened to “I write therefore I am?”
Now we’ve got to pay for schlock and dross. For writers producing clearly inane and sophomoric gluck for a public starved for a wee smile to start the day.
Clearly this is a pocketbook heist.
We are now at an ironic crossroads where Onion staffers – the same guys and gals who were tabbed as “most likely to end up at a car wash hooked o9n meth’ in their high school yearbooks – are earning more on line than their counterparts on New York Times dot calm.
Remember Billy Tulley, class clown? Every school had one.
And remember what Ms. Mayville Grossbeak told Billy Tulley in Grade 5 ethics class?
“Billy Tulley…” Said Miss Mayville. “You can’t make a living stickin’ a straw up your nose.”
Clearly Miss grossbeak was misinformed, or lacking in foresight.
Because Billy Tulley is still sticking straws up his nose [/fusion_builder_column][fusion_builder_column type=”1_1″ background_position=”left top” background_color=”” border_size=”” border_color=”” border_style=”solid” spacing=”yes” background_image=”” background_repeat=”no-repeat” padding=”” margin_top=”0px” margin_bottom=”0px” class=”” id=”” animation_type=”” animation_speed=”0.3″ animation_direction=”left” hide_on_mobile=”no” center_content=”no” min_height=”none”][let’s not complete that metaphor with a thin white line] and he’s pulling down $167,000 and a free iPhone as a junior staffer at TheOnion.com.