...These ads, and those for things like Saw 15 and whatever else. They have no business being on before 10pm.

You know, you're watching something totally innocuous with your kids, and then, bam, these psycho torturer/killer movie ads hit your living room. Then it's erectile dysfunction. People are screaming and clearly terrified and getting dismembered, and then I get, "What's erectile dysfunction, daddy?"

Jesus. Plus the inanity of these ads...That freaking studio musician jam with Viva Viagra...That one just makes me angry. I'm not the target audience portrayed, but these ads are condescending, downright insulting, so heavy-handed. If I'm a "cool, gray-haired dude who jams, or just want to think I am..." well, this ad just made me cringe, creating an embarrassing association with Viagra, not a positive one.

And don't even get me started with Enzyte. "Who would ever have believed..." that the endless repetition of these ads would do anything but make me permanently hate the company, its product, and its pitchmen/women. When the wife in the newest ad says, "Maybe we'd get some of the spark back, you know..." Like it's all the guy's fault he's no longer wanting the shrewish, nasally voiced wench sitting next to him that apparently believes all great things in sex have to originate with the man. Oy. Could these actors be any more annoying?

I guess now that advertisers have made women feel like shit about themselves for the last century, it's now the male's turn.

And yes, this ad airs so often I've virtually memorized the entire damn thing!

I will give kudos to the one with "Bob"...that was funny, for a while anyway, well disguised for kids. And the Cialis ads are pretty tasteful.

I don't know about anyone else, but I don't feel the least bit guilty about what I have in the bank, how much of it comes from my labors, how much might've come from a relative in a will. I work damn hard, pay my taxes, take all the usual unlucky hits, and so on.

In a somewhat similar situation, I've just booked travel for me and my two kids to Europe this summer. The airfare was a steal ($1600 roundtrip Denver to Frankfurt, for the three of us...total on Lufthansa), and we'll do the Ryan Air comedy tour to get around expensive train fares.

Now they'll finally see Amsterdam, London, Rome, Paris, Frankfurt, Cologne...all on the relative cheap, and all money going into the great global economic machine.

Just being in the world, seeing, smelling, listening, eating, walking, talking, being respectful, enjoying the different: It's invaluable. It's invaluable finding out how much more alike everyone else is than different. How we all really are just looking for the same things. My kids are so excited to get off the plane, and be in the middle of all this stuff they've only ever read about and seen in movies.

And I'll be pleased as punch and won't feel a damn bit of guilt. Quite the contrary. It's a trouble of ants, my friend. Indeed, go now before it becomes impossible, or prohibitively expensive, or your destination is underwater.

Go. Spend the money. Have a fine time. If you are dignified and polite, don't give a damn what anyone else thinks. That'll fuck up your life faster than anything else will, lemme tell you.

Enjoyed some good back and forth with you a couple times, and always enjoyed the column. It was intelligent, funny sports writing...and god knows there's precious little of that out there.

Bigger picture...This is exactly why I let my premium subscription expire. The good stuff goes away (I loved Audiofile), and most of the crap stays.

This used to be a must-visit site for me every day. Now I glide by, usually bored to tears by Greenwald's incessant drumbeat, often finding Andrew Leonard (sp?) the only person worth reading besides Carey. Broadsheet? Yawn. Camille? Yawn. And so on.

I don't know what the perfect online formula is, but I know daily visits is part of it.

Whoa...A Romeo Void shout out. Nice.

Once again...This is where my faith in my party and country seriously suffers.

I read Glenn's piece, all very nice, the Left has more intellectual integrity than the Right. We knew that, already. Don't worship anyone. Yadda, yadda, yawn, yawn.

The point is to get some shit done, not pour concrete around this guy's feet.

But no, the point is really to strut and primp and pose and act you give a shit about anything other than getting reelected.

Just fucking give him the reins. If he fucks it up, fine. It can't be worse than Bush, and at this point, we need to go long. We're circling the toilet already.

Fucking Democrats. We have met the enemy and they are us. Then again, we all knew these Blue Dogs would be a fucking poison pill. And there they go, acting like they know anything about anything besides running campaigns. Asswipes.

All these immigrants...Christ. They want something better than their own country can give them. That's why they're here.

Nothing more noble than switching to the lane that's moving fastest at the grocery store.

but she hasn't yet.

I endured the Dead White Males backlash in college...This is so frigging tiresome.

constantly in search of affronts/insults/discrimination. What an odd job, scouring the wires for something you can whip yourself into a frenzy over, hoping said frenzy is contagious.

I feel so...enlightened...now that I know the BofE is out of bounds expecting young women to dress for work, not clubs.

The apocalypse must be nigh.