Editors Note:

EDITOR'S NOTE: Fresh off a three year managerial stint, your friendly neighborhood lenslinger is back on the street and under heavy deadline. As the numbing effects of his self-imposed containment wear off, vexing reflections and pithy epistles are sure to follow...

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Pimp-Daddy Smoove

'Pookie, Ray-Ray, Pimp-Daddy Smoove, Lil-Bit, Shorty Tim, Slim-Tee and the whole damn hood done lost their frickin' minds. Thugs have been slinging lead like beads off a Mardi Gras float. On Jassamine St., just outside Indian territory in the northern part of the city, we've been to three shootings in three days -- on the same damn corner.'

Thus begins the latest installment from Rick Portier, the Baton Rouge photog who's found a potent voice as Turd Polisher. It's no secret I'm a fan of this guy and it's not just because we live parallel lives. Rick's the real deal - a veteran TV news photog who can shoot, edit, hustle and write. His nightshift missives are always strong, but Turd really shines when he rolls up on a blue light convention and callls a spade a $#&%! shovel. See if you agree...

1 comment:

turdpolisher said...

You keep up all this sweet talk, and Mrs. Polisher is gonna start to wonder about us.

Great talking to you yesterday. You broke me out of my funk and I actually got about half a page written.