A Worker at the Rival Rag Said a Third Thing and I, a Tomato, Was There
This correspondent — a tomato, as has been established to my satisfaction if not to the court's — can exclusively report that a worker at the rival rag was overheard on the afternoon of a recent weekday saying something. The worker in question was Tangelo. The location was somewhere I had every right to be. The remark was made in a low voice. I heard it.
What was said, precisely, falls under what legal has asked me not to reproduce verbatim following the eleventh unpleasantness. What I can tell you is that it concerned the general state of things, that it was delivered with a confidence I found personally offensive, and that it was the kind of thing a person says when they believe themselves to be unobserved. They were not unobserved. A tomato was there.
My colleague Quince has suggested I "let this one go." My colleague Pomelo suggested I "seek closure." Neither of them has been sued eleven times. Neither of them has the range. I am filing what documents remain available to me and I am doing so as a tomato, which is what I am, legally pending.
The citrus cabal at factjuice.com would very much like me to move on. I will not. Society demands accountability. Tomatoes demand accountability. I am both of those things and I was standing right there.