The Ghost of Snapped Shot

Snapped Shot has graced the blogular pages of the Los Angeles Slimes, and wouldn't you know it, they seem to have developed a touch of a reading comprehension problem. Since simple concepts like "reading" and "understanding" seem to escape our intrepid reporter, allow me to point out my original comments in clear detail—From our original article, which is in exactly what the Slimes linked, and in which I see no evidence of "yelling" (but plenty of links like this which suggest that maybe—just maybe—we're having a little bit of that stuff called "fun" over here):

I'm not sure if I'd go so far as to call it a out-and-out "copy," but I'm no art expert.

And, if that wasn't clear enough, scroll down even further to read:

Allow me to point out that ... (c) I admitted above that I wouldn't necessarily call it a "copy."

And even further:

I guess you morons missed the part where I deliberately said above that I didn't think this counted as a "copy," huh?

... Which kinda seems like it applies to the Los Angeles Times, too, so I guess they can consider that my "official" response.

(Followed up with a, "You bloody idiots.")

Of course, if you dug just two clicks deeper, you'd also see my comment over on Free Republic, which spells it out even more professionally—then again, I'm not sure why I'd expect a "professional" news organization to actually do anything professionally.

Morning update: Robert Stacy McCain notices pretty much the same thing I do: Nothing funny survives in the greater Los Angeles area.

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