| Subject: Chat with Caleb Pritchard |
| From: Caleb Pritchard <cpritchard2001@gmail.com> |
9:17 AM Caleb: Say, your boy Michael Hastings just created an international incident.
9:18 AM me: how now?
Caleb: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/23/world/asia/23mcchrystal.html?hp
9:21 AM me: lol, pwned
9:22 AM I just talked to him the other day, too
Caleb: What did he say?!?
9:25 AM me: that he was working on a "crazy deadline" lol
Caleb: Wow.
You talked to him.
Wow.
9:26 AM me: hurrrrr hurrrrrrr
9:28 AM "On another occasion, General McChrystal is described as reacting with exasperation when he receives an e-mail message from Mr. Holbrooke. “Oh, not another e-mail from Holbrooke. I don’t even want to open it.”"
9:29 AM Caleb: Oh, brother!
me: Whatta bunch of maroons!
9:30 AM Caleb: Whatta revoltin' development!
9:40 AM me: also, Harpers might run an excerpt from my new book
10:22 AM me: let's see, we got one resignation so far
the press secretary who arranged for Hastings to interview Mc
10:58 AM Caleb: Say, fish some scoops out of him for me.
10:59 AM me: "Who's he going to dinner with?" I ask one of [McChrystal's] aides. "Some French minister," the aide tells me. "It's fucking gay."
I e-mailed him, got an auto-response, I got his number
11:00 AM if you want, I can get you an exclusive
11:02 AM but your producers aren't going to like it
11:03 AM because he's going to say things they don't want to hear
assuming he's willing to talk to your fascist station
11:04 AM Caleb: I'm sure if he did somehow lower himself to our depths, we'd be willing to meet him more than halfway.
11:24 AM Caleb: Uhm.
11:25 AM Apparently Glenn Danzig was on Red Eye.
11:36 AM me: I see
well
fucking Henry Rollins writes for Vanity Fair
11:37 AM Caleb: So do you!
You guys must be besties!
11:38 AM Can you get my station an exclusive with him?
me: YOU HAVE A STATION?!?!
THAT'S GREAT!
11:39 AM CAN YOU GET ME AN EXCLUSIVE WITH THE AYATOLLAH?!
fag
12:03 PM me: http://snltranscripts.jt.org/91/91edebate.phtml
12:07 PM Caleb: His approval ratings were in the fucking low 90's.
Come on.
Come on.
12:08 PM me: I'm not taking them to task
I just remembered seeing that sketch and how funny it was
Caleb: Oh.
Well, kiss my grits!
12:34 PM me: fraid I'm gonna have to give that exclusive to Vanity Fair
12:35 PM as opposed to East Texas' number two-rated fascist outlet for fascism
but tell you what
I can give you a partial exclusive
12:36 PM Caleb: Will he go for that?
me: plus whatever other details you want
yeah, he will
Caleb: Holy shit.
me: cause I'm going to ensure that they're used honestly
if they agree to that, they can have it
I'm going to set up a time to talk to him and get back to you
12:37 PM might be best if I talk to him from your studio
as I'm not really set up over here for clear soundbytes
bites, rather
12:39 PM Caleb: News director is interested.
Let me finish up these shows I have to produce and I'll get back to you this afternoon.
me: word
12:41 PM Caleb: When would you be able to talk to him, by the way?
me: not sure, it's like night in Afghanistan, I tried calling his Afghan cell but it was busy, will call again soon
12:45 PM here
figure out what I'm doing wrong
this is his afghan number
+93(0)706870625
I added 001 at first
12:46 PM oh snap
"Please send all media requests to Rolling Stone. I'm currently on
assignment in Kandahar, and have limited phone and email access."
me: auto e-mail reply
me: can give you audio soundbites from Hastings when I speak to him
Caleb: Stand by.
me: okay, editor of Rolling Stone will try to get in touch with him for me, he says
me: meanwhile I'm going to engage in a search-and-obtain mission directed at Jack-in-the-Box for purposes of securing coffee supplies
me: lol
me: National Review
me: thinks it's funny that Rolling Stone runs an important, earth-shattering story
me: when they run shit by the dumbest people on the planet who have been wrong about everything