Check out this stone cold horsefeathering embarrassment that Jake Tapper wrote back in 2003:https://www.salon.com/2003/02/01/purple_raines/
From the corner boomed the voice of literary editor L.W. Cool-L, former mix-master of J.W.A., his lovely young bride on his lap, a draft of "Kaddish II: This Time It's Personal" by his side.
"How you wanna carry it, nomsayin'?" he asked. "I mean, what's with these homies dissin' my Perle? Why do the Old Gray Lady gotta front?"
"Bee-hatch," sneered Snoop-Kitty.
From the doorway strode the impressive silhouette of senior editor Li'l Cottle in full bling-bling.
"What up, shortie?" asked Snoop-Kitty, her beehatch.
But Li'l Cottle was serious serious. "Bust an Op-Ed in its ass, yo."
A few hundy miles north, on 43rd Street, New York Times executive editor Purple Raines was rappin' with Collinsio, editor of the editorial page.
"How do you spell 'Hans Blix'?" a copy editor inquired of Raines.
"H to the izz-O," Raines began. But before he could finish, managing editor Gerald Boyeeeeeed ran breathlessly to his side, memos a-flyin' from his pockets.
"Holla at me," Raines instructed.