Current update of Ted Rall’s defamation and wrongful termination lawsuit against the Los Angeles Times.
Ted Rall v. Los Angeles Times Lawsuit Update
Ted Rall
Ted Rall is a syndicated political cartoonist for Andrews McMeel Syndication, WhoWhatWhy.org and Counterpoint. He is a frequent contributor to The Wall Street Journal, a graphic novelist and author of many books of art and prose, and an occasional war correspondent. He is, recently, the author of the graphic novel "The Stringer."
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Good luck, Ted ! I fear you’ll need it….
Henri
Oh, fear not kind sir – those windmills* won’t know what hit them… ;-).
If only more knights would step forward to tilt at them.
* wait, windmills are much too friendly a metaphor. Perhaps a 21st century update of Cervantes would substitute fracking rigs?
Shouldn’t you be out running around in a Yellow vest ogleing the topless Mariannes?
Wow, how humble. Where is the pomposity? The faix intellectuality?
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THE REAL HENRI< LIZARDMAN?
The Ragpicker: Countess if only you knew… Shall we tell her?… Nothing Countess, it's you that are hiding. You see, there was a time when old clothes were as good as new. In fact they were better because when people wore clothes they gave something to them. But that was a long time ago, Countess. Just as, there was a time when… when garbage was a pleasure. Oh, it smelled a little strange or seemed confused, that's because there was everything there. The smell of sardine, of iodine, cologone, roses. An amateur would leap to the wrong conclusion. But to a professional, it was the smell of life… No Countess, the world has changed. The garbage has changed… People are not the same, Countess. People are different. No one is involved with anyone anymore. There's been an invasion, and infatuation. The world isn't beautiful no longer. The world is not happy… Because you've been dreaming a long time, Countess, and, no one wanted to disturb you. Countess, look, there was a time remember you could walk along the streets of Paris and everybody you met were just like yourself. I mean, oh, a little cleaner maybe or dirty perhaps or angry or smiling. But you knew them. I knew them too. And one day, 20 years ago I saw a face in the crowd. Face without a face; the eyes empty, the expression not human. It was not a human face at all. It saw me staring and when it looked back at me with its gelatin eyes, I shuttered. Because I knew to make room for one of them, one of us must have left the earth. The world is full of faceless people, Countess, and once you stop dreaming, as we all had stopped dreaming, you see them quite clearly. They were here today.
Let’s play poker! You bring a hundred dollar stake, I bring a million. It doesn’t matter how bad a player I am, I am absolutely going home with your hundred.
OH MY GOD, YOU ARE STILL ALIVE! After the Irish court dumped the Gay wedding cake suit, I thought you would od or something. I mean Gay wedding cakes are your major issue, and now in less than a year you were hit in the nuts, hard, twice.
Once in the US and once in Europe.
“It doesn’t matter how bad a player I am, I am absolutely going home with your hundred.”
You are even more of a moron than I thought, or you never played poker. Hint, the other guy can fold and barely lose a cent. Then he can ream your Gay wedding cake loving ass with either a good bluff or a good hand. You play the opponent, and your face must be full of tics and twitches just from living through Gay Wedding cake pogrom.
I’m waiting for when the people who actually did the dirty work get put on the stand and are forced, by a series of Socratic inquiries that will give no wiggle room, to admit that they never really evaluated the evidence or applied any sort of journalistic ethics to the situation at all. “I was only following orders!” The saddest part? In addition to coming out of all this okay, even if they’re forced to admit what they are, they’ll still be welcome under the Tronc rock.
Never been to court I see.
Bill Clinton proudly proclaimed “That depends on what the meaning of ‘is’ is.”.
Funniest toon yet. I mean Rall is ACTUALLY feigning a MULTIBILLION related business fears his suit. From the tone, Rall already knows his ass is kicked good and hard.
To that asshole from a few months ago who commented on my Federal ADA experience, when the dust dies and Rall bites the big one won’t you be eating shit.
I make certain to return and gloat because JUDGES DO NOT LIKE TO MAKE LAW.
Rall, you have two modes lately whine about the suit or whine about Trump. At least watch South Park to get some fresh ideas.