One of the best things about Twitter is the ability to follow your favorite media personalities and to find out what they're like when the cameras stop rolling. This can also be one of the more disturbing things about Twitter.
Take for example this Monday evening's post by Mike Matthews, WREG's "watchdog," who apparently has been having unpleasant dreams about Memphis' former mayor.
"I need help," the Watchdog wrote. "I have nightmares that Willie Herenton is my proctologist." In a subsequent tweet, he added, "I'm on the examination table when I hear Doctor Herenton snapping on a rubber glove and saying, 'Dog, bend over.' I scream 'No, NOT THE FINGER!'" Matthews, who spends most of his time on Twitter making fun of his weight, hair, and love life, was probably kidding. He still should have saved the line for #tmithurs (Too Much Information Thursday).
Et Tu, NOLA?
It's pretty bad when residents of New Orleans look down their noses at you. In an article for The Times-Picayune, columnist Jarvis DeBerry makes fun of Memphis' mayoral election, saying, "No matter what happens in New Orleans, let's agree that we will not see a debate between an alien in a ratty blond wig and an opponent who has historically solved problems by wrapping his fist with a chain pulled from his tights. ... We have a reputation for absurdity, but it's hard to imagine us descending to Memphis' level." Ouch.
When the cast of Memphis, the Broadway-bound musical, visited the Orpheum earlier this year, Memphis Convention and Visitors Bureau honcho Kevin Kane noted that the city would never be able to afford such a great branding campaign in New York. He must be thrilled that The Mythical Memphis Coy: Or Just Another Metrosexual?, a play about an international supermodel with narcissistic personality disorder, opens in Dallas this week.