I was just looking at Page 8 of a recent Washington City Paper (Loose Lips, 4/29), and I was appalled at the partisanship that your publication has shown. I’m sure that it was no accident that, surrounded by a sea of disembodied heads, you would show Linda Cropp’s head and neck.
Why just Cropp? Perhaps you are aware that very few of us vote for a candidate without seeing his or her neck first. Perhaps you were aware that, if you’ve got a little astigmatism, Adrian Fenty looks like Mr. Sparkle from the episode of The Simpsons where they visit the dump. I don’t know whether that helps or hurts Fenty’s chances, but I’d venture to say that it would tip the scale one way or the other.
Plus, showing the heads of the other candidates with arrows leading to the head of Linda Cropp implies to me that she imagined the other candidates. Few voters will pull the lever for a figment of a D.C. Council chair’s imagination. To make matters worse, you have Cropp imagining Kathy Patterson, who is imagining Eric Gaull, Nancy Macwood, Laura Slover, and Sam Brooks—thereby creating a scenario in which we have absolutely no frame of reference, unless we read the text.
Certainly, I enjoy graphics that are cutting-edge. I still recall the two Gigli posters where Jennifer Lopez’s buttocks were four pants sizes different. I applauded the poster—to the point where I was asked to leave the lobby of the theater. But a case of blind, bloodthirsty, petulant partisanship as was shown in the above-mentioned article cannot be tolerated in a nation with a free press and moderately priced happy-hour drinks.