With today’s Shanghaiist write-up about the up-coming show.

And City Weekend.

Both previous employers.

Shanghaiist wouldn’t even answer an email when I asked if they could support both the exclusive of my friend being thrown in a Chinese jail for a petty crime, and the earthquake that hit Chengdu. Nothing. Not even a ‘thanks, but no thanks’.  But today I find out that Kenneth – who took over reigns from Dan Washburn, who’s now simply overseeing it all – writes a contrived story of the last parts of the Diaries (making sure to mention when Dan’s website of the same name began), all in the name of spin.

In the same hour, I find out that the new ‘editor’ – and I use that term loosely – of City Weekend (taking over from Collin), flat out refuses to run the eulogy I wrote for Pierre, stating ‘there wasn’t enough room’. Which is bullshit. I’ll be sure and take a screenshot of whatever space was sanctioned for paying tribute to the man who actually did something in that town.

Ironic, perhaps, that I log onto Facebook, and my friend Andrew updates his status as being a ‘padawan’. Think others should take note.

Press? Sure. It’s press. But witnessing the downfall of what were previous staples makes me glad I left when I did.

Beware taking on an apprentice; loyalty does not necessarily denote exact duplication.