Hip Hop Weekly is an execrable, half-assed attempt at a hip hop version of Us Weekly. HHW was founded a couple of years ago by Dave Mays and Benzino, the guys who ran The Source into the ground through sheer selfishness before being forced out. Suffice it to say there's no reason to have a sympathetic view of the magazine's existence. Which makes this epic email fuckup on their part—reprinted below!—that much more enjoyable:
HHW, we hear, has trouble paying its vendors, writers, and photographers. Or just doesn't want to. Either way, lots of people who have done work for the magazine are pissed at it. So it was pretty dumb for HHW to (mistakenly?) blast out an invitation to its 50th issue release party to a long list of contributors who hadn't been paid yet. Cue the responses!
And the kicker:
That's why you should pay people for their work.
Memo to socialite Emma Snowdon-Jones: next time you send a mass e-mail to over one thousand of New York's media and social luminaries, try the blind-carbon-copy function! That way, one of those 1,310 people won't embarrass you by forwarding it to websites like this one (awkward!) Ms. Snowdon-Jones sent the e-mail for donations to charity:water—for her birthday—and an explosion ensued. It reads like a very stressful cocktail party! A cornucopia of names hand-picked from the mayhem:
Food critic Giles Goren, who writes for the London Times, has a history of enraged letter-writing. He must be feeling silly this week, as a past blowup—over a line edit of one of his articles—was leaked to the Guardian. "It occurs to me it can only have been leaked by one of four Times staff. God, they must hate me," he told the 
The NYT values their super-smart readers! Or do they? "I got this back from the Times after I complained about a mistake in Alex Witchel's 
The Associated Press wants us bloggers to purchase a license from them for permission to quote 
It seems like only yesterday that I got my first unsolicited piece of shit email from some piece of shit selling some piece of shit. But spam is actually 30 freakin' years-old today! "The first recognisable e-mail marketing message was sent on 3 May, 1978 to 400 people on behalf of DEC—a now-defunct computer-maker. The message was sent via Arpanet—the internet's forerunner—and won its sender much criticism from recipients. Thirty years on, spam has grown into an underground industry that sends out billions of messages every day."
People hold their breath when they check their e-mail, 
Thanks, Debra, for your encouraging words! We shall continue flogging the Cruise thing to our herat's content. [
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