You know what I used to love? Night Gawker. That little bit of the Kinjaverse that turned a little blue (from decomposition) after dark and kept us insomniacs cozy with fresh horrors. What do we have now? Gizmodo Nights? DUAN? Cat Lady Hour?

Eat both the pills. Screw false dichotomies.

It’s shitty that Martin had her idea stolen but “you are you” is the “water is wet” of self-affirmation.

It would be funny if in response to her allegations Lane Bryant just changed the shirt to say I AM YOU.

“A friend I respect"

She’s not transformational in, say, the way you helped George Bush and Dick Cheney “transform” the Middle East, Secretary Powell?

There’s always hookers there. You just need to know where to dig.

That’s weird because she is not 70, she’s 68, so she would have been 66 at the time of this email.

Yes tell us again how ambition is such a monstrous quality to see in a female politician. It’s not as if any of the past 44 men have made it to the Oval Office without it. But I guess for Hillary it’s unseemly.

Just go, kick Kissinger in the balls, and get tossed out.

I’d go just for the anthropological experience of it.

Tell him it’s no fun when the hookers aren’t there

I’ll go!

I mean it is straight-forward, but a dude that age using the phrase “still dicking bimbos” is priceless.

Well, that she really be uncomfortable the next time Bill and Colin run into each other.

“(According to the NYP)“, which is not the same as Colin Powell complaining about what he glimpsed last time he visited Chappaqua.

I’d go. There’s probably an open bar. You could make quite a scene.

Yeah, blame the wife for the husband’s failings.

Just tell him you can’t go because you have to return some videotapes. Works every time.

It’s fascinating to me that anyone cared enough to find out whether this was real or staged. I mean, who cares?