Workman Chronicles 

By Morris Workman

"New Home"

October 12, 2005

Welcome to the new home for the Workman Chronicles.

Okay, it’s the same old home.

But it’s now the sole repository for these rambling diatribes, since the Workman Chronicles is no longer being published in the Desert Valley Times.

I would like to explain the falling out between myself and my employer, but that would be bad form.

It also might get me fired.

Suffice it to say that my editor and I had a difference of opinion.

I wrote an article uncovering a heinous activity by H-

Whoops, almost spilled the beans.

Anyway, my boss pulled the plug on the article.

So I pulled the plug on the Workman Chronicles.

I like to think of it as a noble gesture, since I felt that to continue putting my best efforts into a publication that lacked-

Darn, almost did it again.

Of course, I guess the other perspective is that I’m being a big baby, and that I gathered up my marbles and went crying home to mommy.

Since I know what really happened, I’m okay wearing that tag.

Besides, my mommy said it wasn’t true.

This entire situation makes me sad.

The Workman Chronicles was my favorite part of the job.

It also evoked the greatest number of responses from the community, both good and bad.

But the reason it got such attention is because it unabashedly faced the truth and told it in a, hopefully, humorous way, even if it cost me popularity points in the community.

(I still have red marks from where the Yearbook kids and their moms whaled on me.)

Unfortunately, that zeal for the telling the truth isn’t shared by-

See, I have to watch that.

Not only is the St. George-owned newspaper my employer, but my boss has access to “paper by the ton and ink by the barrel,” which means he could respond with his own scathing perspective that would reach 7,800 people (according to our latest circulation numbers) while only the 20 or 30 of you who visit this site would get the tr- um, my perspective.

So, until I come up with a new job, or a new distributor for the Workman Chronicles, this will be the only place to find it.

In the meantime, I’ll continue to attend most of the VVHS games and local sporting events, writing about our teams, and giving you the latest scores.

In other words, I’m going to do what one local H** president suggested in a Letter to the Editor, which is stick to writing about sports.

I figure since my editor seems to agree with this guy on most other important issues, he probably feels the same way on this one as well.

So at least somebody will be happy.

(By the way, to Mr. B and the rest of the evil overlords engaged in turning this beautiful city into the unfriendliest place on Earth, congratulations.  You win.)

As for me, life will go on.

I’ll eventually find a newspaper or magazine interested in what I have to offer, although it will probably require me to leave the town I have come to love.

If not, I can always go back to earning an above-average living in the insurance or computer industries.

Yes, giving up the poverty and 55-hour work weeks would be a hard call, but it may be a sacrifice I’m forced to make.

Until then, enjoy the Workman Chronicles here on Mesquedia, where $3.95 a month to my internet webspace provider can still buy freedom and truth.

Published online at the Workman Chronicles WebLog October 12, 2005.

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