Wonkette Gets Its Name In Local Paper, Ghost Breitbart Says Girl Editor Begging For It

 
 We understand that Yr Wonkette got a mention in the Politico Web Log Publication. It's always fun to see our names in the paper, and we were kind of jazzed that the piece mentioned Rachel Maddow's little crush on us. (Hi, Rachel!)

On the other hand, we were also sort of surprised that the Politico guy was quite so fixated on the absence of founding editor Ana Marie Cox, who moved on to other good things in 2006. We sure hope Politico is not losing any sleep over the new season of Deadwood. But on the whole, it was a nice enough piece, for all the "Oh, you're not doing first person Inside-the-Beltway buttsex stories anymore?" (and wouldn't that hurt, anyway? Take off your damn belt first!) With half a million unique visitors a month (750,000 in May); enough revenue, much of it from our lovesome Readers Like You, to hire two people fulltime; and our upcoming expansion into total domination of the Arts & Entertainment blogosphere, we're pretty happy with our more recent national focus, even if we're no longer "instilling fear" at DC parties besides the ones we are getting kicked out of. 

Oh, but there was a dark, dark secret in the Politico piece, which ended with this:

Of course, Schoenkopf hasn’t entirely forgotten about the usual D.C. targets.

“Please be nice to me even though I’ve been terrible to POLITICO since I’ve been here,” she joked.

Dead Breitbart (who is still dead) jumped right on that:

Let's get it right out there: former Wonket blooger Jack Steuf insulted Sarah Palin's son in 2011, and despite Steuf's departure shortly afterward and the change in ownership since then, no apology can ever make up for it. This is one of those unto-the-seventh-generation things. But really, Joel Pollak, a half-million unique visitors a month (*DON'T FORGET THE 750,000 IN MAY -- Editrix) is "paltry traffic" and this site is "near defunct"?

We will just take Dead Breitbart's Dead Butthurt all the way to the bank -- and then to Phoenix, Santa Fe, Oklahoma, St. Louis, and the rest of the godforsaken Midwest and Southwest, where we will spend your muneez on buying you beer. Win-win!