The Coconino sun., 1921-01-28
PUBLISHER FOXES BAN-
 TER AT HIS BRETHREN

From my point of view there's too
 much sham and hypocisy in newspa-
 pers, declares w. w. O'Connor of the
 Fort Plain (N. Y.) Standard, in an
 address to his "brethren" in New
 York.
 We're too strong with the salve
 stuff and the result is that we are
 going back--that is, the public is wise
 to our pitching and is handling us one
 baberuth after another by having be-
 come so used, so innoculated with our
 undeserved bouquets for others that
 even when we do tell the whole of a
 good truth, it's value is lost
 Finstance, we go to local dinner
 q hate that word "banquet" always
 reminds me of calling a "hired girl'' a "maid' )-we go to a local dinner and Samuel Sense says something really worth while, perhaps on the topic of Paved Streets and Bond Is- sues.' Another speaker is Byron Bombast, his subject, "The Rubicon Is Crossed" and his remarks about as in- teresting as red mittens would be to an eel.
 In covering" the dinner, nor want ing to hurt the feelings of anybody tor perhaps we owe Bombast and Sense owes us)-we give the speakers equal space and credit, thus shelving justice and making compliments and commendatory words valueless. And all because we want to be fair, or maybe because we have Bronx or two and good dinner at Bombast's home.
 Now we'll put on that Mendelssohn record, Patricia-weddings! That's where we're strong, brother hypo- critics. We print a raft of pretty things about the bride and lot of gush about the bridegroom, how beau tifully the home was decorated, etc., and then some, knowing all the time that she is fox trotting fizzle about as useful to her mother as raincoat would be to a gold fish; that he is pool playing, crap shooting carp with a head good only for demonstrating freak haircuts, and that the house looked like "Three-in- -One' sign along the Old Mohawk turnpike.
 Now put on that funeral march, Patricia, if you please. Obituaries! Oh, boy! Here's where we git 'em! Bill Bingham dies. A scoundrel "from alfalfa to Omaha" as Mrs. Malaprop might have remarked, and so crooked that he made corkscrew look like billiard cue. Yet do we go ahead Cor rather behind) and devote space and ink to the words foremost" promin- ent," progressive" exemplary" many friends" etcetera, adnauseam, Nabisco, Socony, Bon Ami? What rot!
 Instead of gushing such perfume and spelling words that should be used only for good citizen who has passed on, we should have writ: "Bill Bing- ham died Tuesday. Better for every body had he never been born" "That's a hell of an obituaryw I hear some- body exclaim. Correct! That's just what it's intended to be--we have long been sending too many folks to heaven who didn't get there any more than Hamilton Holt will be President secretary of state-any more than Assemblyman- Editor Betts will beg Governor Miller to appoint Hardcider Anderson public service commissioner.
 Now put on that record pertaining to political editorials about "Our Candidates" Patricia, then give us Comments on Sermons by Local Pas tors,' and after that-but what's the Ise? No call to go further in steal ng the magnetism of the modern ,horus and bathing girls--bare facts. If you are one of us and have failed | to convince you that you are a hypo- rite; that you are as free from sham | IS the black vest of careless fat man s free from soup spots, then have you 'een effectively vaccinated against an lttack of truth.