Are the Huffpo Writer’s Real? — 12 Comments

  1. My dad subscribes to FarmTalk magazine and one of his favorite writers is Milo Yield.

  2. Heh. Farmer’s have some of the dryest humor around. If you want to get your leg pulled good, get with a couple farmers. I love ’em.

  3. I “know” only one of them – a truly arrogant New Yorker who only recently became a contributor at Huffpo and from whose Blog I just found you.

    The only thing real about him is that he’s really FOS and has nothing constructive to say but says everything with a long list of useless, unintelligent expletives before and after.

    The NOLA Bloggers should have strung him up when they had the chance.

    Of course, now, since he’s always the victim, he’ll puke his venom on both you and I because he’s, hmmmm, welllllll, he’s just soooooooo important – NOT!

    Redneck Diva – its been a long time since I heard those 🙂 Turned 60 last year myself.

  4. Mark: good solid name. Obviously intelligent and handsome too. Thanks for your comment, and welcome. You added some interesting inside information, come back often.

  5. The only real thing about Huffpo writers is most of them have shady pasts and qualifications.

    I wonder where she recruits all these people? they don’t talk like most liberals I know.

  6. Sandrine: no kidding? I guess she gets just enough A listers to see credible and then fills in the rest with fodder.

  7. Hi. I’m the rat whiner. I guess you think that just because I don’t want to kill a huge rat in my kitchen and do away with the corpse that makes me a hippie whiner? Of course you didn’t mention the parts of my piece where I was weighing my options and genuinely trying to figure out what the hell to do. If I had known you had a nine iron I would’ve called you.
    By the way, I’m an actress and I write on the side. The Huff Po found me from my articles in the LA Weekly where I am a free lancer. I am not a fake. Not even my boobs.
    best to you!

  8. Welcome.
    Hippie whiner? No, a hippie whiner would have just gotten high and made brownies. You sound like a Brooklyn Waitress/Actor who could handle anything with assistance of alcohol.
    Hell’s Bells woman don’t call me if you got GigantaRat in your kitchen. I’ll get your booze or your trap, but I won’t get anywhere near a rat that size!
    Thanks for letting me have a little fun at your expense.
    Good luck on your acting career and don’t be a stranger. I look forward to reading your reaction to my ham-handed humor.
    Congratulations on your boobs.
    Warmest regards,

  9. Hey Shari – ask the bosses at Huffpo to invite me as a guest blogger.
    I promise to work hard and play nice with the other posters.