The Roderick-Mailander Wars

Here are two guys who spend a lot of time writing good stuff on their blogs, and to top it off, have a great collection of supplemental material tied to their sites.

Clearly, its indicative of a culture war in the over the hill progressive white world. 310 vs. 323, chablis vs. martinis, Eric Clapton vs. Brian Setzer, etc.

Here in the 818, we're more the beer and preztel set, but I happen to have always been more of a Corona and Cuervo drinker - and can make the case that the best tamales in LA are in the Valley - so I guess I am prepared for the coming era. All I can say is white people better get hip to Latino culture or face being lost in the dust. Having the privelege of growing up in the 70s in a majority Latino neighborhood, I am not at all going to face culture shock like my other fellow honkies.

But I digress. The bottom line is that no matter what happens, Roderick will continue to be full of shit, but we can benefit from that. We don't care what the architecture editor for Harvard Magazine has to say, but we sure do love reading about the old ice cream stands in Van Nuys! Mailander screeds against anything Republican, but he can make one hell of a martini.

The difference is that Roderick will never admit he is full of shit. Mailander too can be full of shit, but at least he sometimes admits it. Mailander will let you attack him on his blog, but Roderick will not.

The best tack in this whole mess however, comes from good old Mack Reed - the one non-village idiot of the blogosphere - he's not getting into it.

In the meantime, stick with the Sister City for all the inside poop on City Hall. Between myself, Chief Parker and that old fossil Frank Shaw, we'll get it to you.