Oh, word? I was reading an essay on the progressivism in Peanuts, but it was sort of flighty about dating things and providing durations. Those sorts of phrasings like, "And then five years later...," where you go, "Okay, five years later than when?"
I love Playboy for iPhone because the smudges on the screen from putting it to my face are like an extra layer of airbrushing.
I don't know who those people are, but I don't like any of 'em.