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It sure was an eventful week in the lives of what the Arizona Republic refers to as "the first family of the copy desk": while I was busy on my latest "furcation," brother Terence's former home -- the Pulitzer-winning East Valley Tribune that we delivered as boys -- went belly-up as brother Bill's newsroom came to fisticuffs over some apparently crappy copy. (In his defense, the punch-happy editor had won a Pulitzer for criticism, and nobody likes being called a "cocksucker.") And you thought the life of a newspaper man was low-key and boring? Oh, and lest you think publishing is any different than banking, you might be interested in knowing the muckety-mucks at the Tribune's parent company continued taking big bonuses as it barreled toward bankruptcy.