So what the hell happened this week? We sure don't know! No one cared about gambly John McCain, Hamilton became embroiled in a Raymond Chandler book by way of a Coen Brothers comedy, your money continued burning, The New York Sunfinally shut down and we weren't too broken up about it, celebrity sex ruined America, and Ian and Moe were on Gossip Girl.
NBC got boring, CNBC less so. The Wall Street Journal was positively excitable this month!
We are racists. Broke racists.
We read every blog on the internet. Make us your vice president, you betcha, doggone it, there you go again Joe Six-Pack. Toot toot.
Viral Video died for your sins.
Reality, like Gwen Ifill, is in the tank for Obama. P.J. O'Rourke is in the tank for the guy who maybe slept with his wife.
Celebrity designers who don't suck? Not on this season's Project Runway. GOD WE HATE THOSE PEOPLE.
We are all getting little crash courses in economics! Of course what we need are crash courses in hunting and gathering.
Ha ha Sarah Palin has a vagina.
We printed some of our hate mail. But we didn't print the best one: the email said, in its entirety, "I am going to find out where you live and kill you in your sleep." This was written in COMIC SANS.