Rod Authority experienced the loss of it’s first and only editor (until now), when he decided to make a change in lifestyle and move away from the urban sprawl of Southern California to the home-town friendliness of Tennessee. But not to worry, we will soon be announcing our newest Editor soon, who has deep roots in the street rod community.
Taking on the role of editor for a new magazine is a monumental task. Basically as the editor, you plan the voyage, assemble the crew and set sail for the adventure. In more ways than one, that makes the first editor of any publication, a Columbus charting the course to the new world. Now it’s time to say Goodbye Columbus. We wish you fair winds and following seas.
We bid adieu to the one that flew over the cuckoo's nest. Good luck and best wishes.
We won’t forget Kevin, and we won’t forget to thank him for the great things he was able to do in guiding the Rod Authority magazine through the uncharted deep. A man that loved movie and book references, Kevin will be happy that I made a few references to some classics.
Stepping back and taking a look from long range, I can sum up Kevin’s run as editor of Rod Authority as something akin to Kesey’s “One flew over the cuckoo’s nest.” Assuming the role of the recidivist Randle McMurphy, Kevin was prone to repeating the undesirable behavior of explosive outbursts. Much like McMurphy, this recidivism is what brought Kevin to the institution.
In Kesey’s novel, the institution was operated by an unyielding nurse that employed subtle humiliation, unpleasant treatments and a mind-numbing daily routine to suppress the patients. One could make a good case that publishers operate in the same fashion.
A key point in the movie was when McMurphy made a show of attempting to lift a massive marble plumbing fixture from the floor in an attempt to escape. McMurphy failed to lift the fixture, but he turned to the other inmates and says, “but I tried goddammit. At least I did that.”
Our editor Kevin did make a show of trying to escape the normal bonds of publishing and sometimes came up with a metaphoric bloody nose for the effort. To that end I say, “Goodbye Columbus. You tried goddammit. At least you did that.”