Dec 14 2008
New York Times Can’t Even Keep Up With Iraqi Press Shoe-Throwing
Belatedly reacting to an Iraqi journalist’s poorly-aimed footwear assault on President Bush during a news conference today, the New York Times asserted that it “had been working on a Presidential shoe-throwing, but our plummeting subscription rates and reduced revenues had cut our training budgets.”
Internal reports from the New York Times painted a portrait of disarray and ineffective practice sessions. The first reporters selected for a domestic Presidential shoe-throwing refused to part with their own shoes, with several reportedly exclaiming “Are you SERIOUS? These are Ferragamos!” Offered substitute shoes specifically chosen for throwability, these same reporters refused “to be caught dead in those monstrosities.”
The Times resorted to stringers, but practice sessions went poorly. Reporters willing to work for the Times had eschewed sports and other physical endeavors since grade school, rendering them woefully unprepared for a high-profile shoe-throwing. “Their throws were embarrassing,” summed up one disgusted trainer. “They’d give these limp-wristed heaves that looked like they were throwing a bank safe, and the shoe would just plop down two feet in front of them. It was like watching Mr. Burns from ‘The Simpsons’ trying to throw a medicine ball.”
Eventually some journalists who were reputed to be “buff” — as journalists go — were located, but they turned out to be yoga or T’ai Chi specialists, and so their throws were either unnecessarily contorted or incredibly slow, and in either case ineffective.
The Times almost considered abandoning the Presidential shoe-throwing endeavor, but “our remaining readers were really demanding it, and we were all up for it too, so we just closed another bureau desk and reallocated the resources to a physical fitness program for the planned footwear-heavers.”
But alas, the Iraqi press beat them to it.
“Damn it!” groused an editor. “All that effort for nothing. And we would have succeeded, too — it looked like the Secret Service decided to finish their lunch before trying to come after the guy. He got to throw both his shoes! And those were big honkin’ sweaty Middle-Eastern shoes, too. Hey! That gives me an idea! I bet Helen Thomas would be up for a repeat attempt! We should call her….”