To: Cristina Kirchner

"Damn, did they bug my phone again? I really should get a new one."

Yeah, I get it. But I see stunt pages like this, with the nagging sense I've seen it before, recognize that the same paper is devoting thousands of words to the same topic (just not front and center) and can't help thinking (for a few seconds, anyway, before I turn the page):

I went off Facebook for six months last year when my best friend and I "broke up." It was really freeing, but now that I'm back on, I feel like I have a good balance with the site. The biggest thing was I used to have it on my phone, but when I rejoined I left it off, so now I don't lapse into compulsively checking.…

that's fine, kinja is the only social network for me! I love you kinja!

Oh, I love Mariah. The ridiculous photoshop, glitter and butterflies are all part of the package.

This. Mariah photos are ridiculous. She has them shave off at least 20 pounds and skin smoothing to the point that she looks plastic. It's her thing.

Good thing that they thinned out her wrists.

Lolz— I'm actually surprised that American cable doesn't already have that show. Maybe there's a spinoff of Extreme House Makeover? "Cleanse That Murder Site!"

If you follow mixed martial arts long enough, even at a casual level, and if you are capable of feeling shame or outrage, the sport will eventually embarrass you. For those of us who follow the sport intently, especially those of us who deeply love it, this is a regular, sometimes daily, occurrence. Awful, ridiculous,…

Oh, jeez. I can smell what's coming next:

Here, have my Greenies Throne that I spent hours on Photoshop making the other day...

No, stay.

No one is trying to convince you of anything; you don't matter and the racism of the name is so self-evident that your continued deliberate efforts not to notice it just make the whole "you not mattering" thing seem very appropriate.