Each morning when I log on to see what's up in the world, I am accosted by the pitiful detritus that their aspiring wannabe journalists have scraped off the sidewalk overnight. Among today's stories is the postulation that, after all these years and despite your costly college education, you may not be playing Monopoly right, since the rules of the game are so hard to understand and you must be a moron since you are reading their website. Celebrity news alerts you to Phillip Seymour Hoffman's 10-day colonic detox and the suggestion that Michael Douglas got his throat cancer from muff-diving. In the "Things You Need to Know" department, Clover and Gray will be popular baby names soon, like later this week, and that fish you ate for dinner last night may have been caught by a slave.
One wonders what, besides LSD in the drinking water, is being ingested over at the Huffington Post that impels them to write this crapola. Years ago I actually worked under their current Features Editor, and-- his lack of a moral conscience aside-- he was a decent enough fellow and an excellent journalist, upholding the highest of standards, at least at the office. Now even those qualities seem to have gone by the wayside in favor of a sensational headline aimed at capturing the lowest members of society who can still read and also own a computer.
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