DID YOU EVER STOP TO THINK THAT I MIGHT BE THE SKINNY GUY WITH THE IRONIC MUSTACHE?!?!?!?!

Love it.

But two things:

(1) Repainting your IKEA dresser isn't a hack, true. But it can be done by a Hack, right?

(2) How the hell am I supposed to curate my living space if I can't hack the occasional patio chair?

Did you know that there's a great place just down the road from you called The Point?

It's worth visiting. It really is.

And it's sad that, somehow, you just keep missing it.

You are partly wrong.

You are a person AND and a curator AND an inspiration!

You. Are. Fantastic.

Now help me start the counterrevolution. What's our first step?

. . . and "living a very one-of-a-kind, curated life."

This is ridiculous.

India doesn't need America's help degrading Indian women and subjecting them to disgusting, privacy-invading behaviors.

I mean, India does that perfectly well all by itself.

Are you okay?

Nailed it.

But jeebus: If they're going to hold open a couple of wingnut slots, why not really go for it? Hire Erik Erikson or some Breitbart clone or something. Why promote the simpering, obnoxious, navel-gazing nonsense that Brooks and Douthat spew?

(Also: How many pageviews does the doofus get? He only writes…

It carries three meanings, actually — like many Esperanto words.

The three:

(1) adjective [attrib.; generally pejorative]: featuring an entirely undeserved status or rank; holding a position unearned and unexplained by way of anything other than nepotism or supervisory neglect; profoundly under-qualified

Do you know what the word "douthat" means in Esperanto?

No. Not at all.

Just wanted to know if you'd like me to save you a seat. Yes?

A question: If I ate tourtiere and poutine for dinner, drank a few cans of Labatts, and then gobbled a beavertail or two for dessert . . .

. . . would I be dead before Thursday?

So . . .

. . . you're still going to go?

She can suck for other reasons too, can't she?

I mean, she can suck because she's deeply enamored of reactionary rhetoric, right? Or she's intoxicated by her own lame arguments? Or because she's more a professional opinion-haver than an actual thinker?

Unless she were a white man, that is . . . .

I just wish Camille Paglia would tell me what to think about all of this . . . .

You know he has red hair, right?

Totally.

Isn't it ironic?

Why wouldn't the Mounties ride polar bears?

I'm hungry, by the way.