Editor-In-Chief
BROWNSVILLE, Texas - Back in the early-1980s, when I spent a long year writing for the local newspaper, Jerry McHale took an ill-advised fight at the Boy's Club against a younger, stocky Golden Gloves boxer from Mercedes. The result was what would have been expected - a one-punch, first-round knockout. After the fight, he looked at me and said, "All I remember was being on my back and looking up to see you standing over me." He never fought again.
Now, McHale has been knocked-out once more.
This time, it is his Blog that's on the canvas. As he put it in a morning Email to yours truly: "Google has disabled me. To nobody's surprise, content violation. Do a story and have some fun. I have the best webmasters in the RGV working frantically to restore ER. I just want the three readers to know that we're down, but not out."
The ER he speaks of is ElRocinante.com, a no-holds-barred website that began as a political watchdog and ended up as a pseudo-porno site where readers were treated to big plates of local political gossip sprinkled with salad photos of erect penises hanging off strapping male models and hairy vaginas fronting a long string of lovely lasses. Complaints came fast and furious, is what McHale will say. It thrilled him to spank his community daily, and it did tickle a few of his readers - mostly unemployed men with long histories of involuntary celibacy.
It'll be back. It'll be back and he'll be angrier than ever. That is the way of the outlaw, and Jerry McHale always has been a rebel posing as a journalist, a man true only to himself, a citizen out to throw sand and mud and shit at every politician interested in a low-flying stab at public service. If ever a town has been satisfied by cyber-sex, it is Brownsville. McHale has bent it forward and backward and taken it from atop, the back, the side and left it with its mouth full-open, always asking for more.
So, for today at least, the entire town takes a seat and breathes easily. There will be no website offering damnations. There'll be no story about the under-achieving City Commissioner Charles Atkinson or his wedgie-pants and flying-skirt brethren at City Hall. There'll be no color photograph of hanging, supple breasts on some goregous dame. Yep, Brownsville is taking a long-awaited break.
It's the first one in 30 years...
- 30 -
[Editor's Note: This site, like ElRocinante, is availed by Blogger.com. It has the right to pull the plug on any Blog violating its policies...]
10 comments:
Alcatraz, that man sounds like he is upset because google cut him off.
If he published porno before and his language was worst than that of drunken sailors and he wasn't angry, what do you think he will post on his blog upon his return???
Oh boy!!! and angry man and a key board on his hands can spell trouble to el roci's readers.
MARIA LUISA:...There's a lot of truth in that. Brownsville should gear itself up for an all-out assault of its senses. Never in the history of Mankind has a man threatened an entire town as McHale threatens you now.... - Editor
Who is that goofy looking guy dancing rock and roll??? Was that picture taking at the siete mares, or the Palm lounge, I don't live in Brownsville, but my cousin does and he has been showing me around the places not go. Those bars are UGLY, not fit for El Rocinante, no offense Mr. Roci.
Maria Luisa:...One of our readers insists that guy in the photo above is Mel Gibson's brother. I'm told Mel was heard making comments about all "the goddamned dirty Mexicans around here make me sick," and somesuch. oddly, Brownsville embraced the pathetic Gibson and his lousy baggage. Go figure... - Editor
The few drunken sailors I've been associated with were, in general, rather incoherant. Their efforts at profanity usually devolved into mumbled rants punctuated by the occasional one or two word burst of recognizable common swear words. In general, any profanity at the Rocin was rather creative; well, excluding the idiocy that prevailed in the comments. While some of the changes that occurred with the addition of contributions of some of the more fervent racists were disturbing, on the whole the Rocin was entertaining. Naked women and men does not constitute pornography - well, perhaps in Utah, but compared to some things that are available on the Internet the images on the Rocin didn't, at least in my and two other reader's opinions, come close to pornography. As far as many of us are able to discern, living in Brownsville and NOT being angry may mean you have a substance abuse issue. The troubling thing to the Rocin's readers is that it has been silenced by persons whose notion of freedom of speech is only what they agree with, and which doesn't offend them.
Look, I didn't mean to offend El Rocinante's staff or their editor. And I certaintly don't want to fight with anyone about my comments.
It is just that the people that write nasty comments, make the blog trashy. I know, the freedom of speech thing. Still I think El Rocinante can do better.
From The above Picture.. Are They doing ' The Butt " [ song from 1987 -88 ]... " Doing The Butt,Sexy, sexy " !!! Those were The good Old Times, Now We Have Sorry Circus- Silly stuff like Ruben Vela and Little Joe, What The Deusch Batos!!!
It is just that the people that write nasty comments, make the blog trashy.
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What is trashy for some will be informative to other.
one of el roci three readers.
I don't mind reading the articles, but pictures of human feces, naked men, naked women, dead torsos, and calling people names that you don't agree with sounds more like Hustler magazine, than a crediblie reporting outlet.
"EL CABRON" a fable by G.F. McHale-Scully, El Rosinante Press.
A true story of a free soul. A journal of a "cabron" the way it should be. Balls to the wall. La vida no vale nada..dale gas.
A must read if youy can find a copy
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