Ah. Such refeshing vitriol.

San Francisco is a wonderful city. Santa Barbara, on the other hand, no less wonderful, is jam packed with hotties, but they're all under 21. SF, meanwhile, is jam packed with hotties, and they're all mid-twenties, and just spanking with self-confidence and success.

I'm not sure where that was going. Television does suck, though, especially when you've Tivo'd all the shows you think you'd want to watch, and still, there's nothing on.

Better to just get on the Internet and read Salon.

What a treat. no really. first few episodes i was getting woried about the whole cutie angle, but that works itself out. i honestly end each episode hoping that her agency works out!

if you don't have Oxygen (huh? i had never heard of the network before...) just download the torrents and enjoy the fun.

unlike contest-reality shows this is just following our favorite crazy judge from ANTM (and of course showing us 30min of "reality" out of a week? or more of life) as she tries to get her shit together and get some models jobs

fun!

- so you think you can dance is fun too, but i honestly don't "get" some of the dances

Hold on there for a minute, the lead into this story is a little crude and shows how little time the author has spent in the third world. Unbeknowest to Heather Havrilesky, the worlds poor, or "little people" as she so fondly refers to them, are not all dirt picking beggers scrounging for the dregs of a moca frappachino. They won't attack in hordes to interrupt your viewing experience, either. Although Americans lead a priviliged life, that does not mean that the rest of the world fawns over our luxuries. Infact, my guess is that most of the world would be more than mildly disguisted by your cigarette smoking, booze drinking and pizza eating self as you surf the boob-tube.

What Havrilesky also doesn't seem to comprehend is that a lot of the world is quite developed. Even places like India, Vietnam and Nigeria--the former poster children of the world gone destitute--are chock full of the sorts of luxuries that she seems to think only exist in the states. Indeed, there is even a global middle class that has access to their own cafe latés thanks you very much.

So next time when you write a story about your penchant for bad television, leave throw away remarks about world poverty out of it.

-s.c.

"Big Brother" starts soon, and this season will be filled with all the irritating losers and ripped-off suckers from years past. I haven't seen the full "guest list" yet, but the idea of Diane and Nicole in the same house rocks my world. Guys, cover your teeny weenies! Those chicks are bound to be on the warpath!

Feel better now? I second the motion "Ah, such refreshing vitriol..." Spin gets awfully tiresome and there wasn't a single syllable of it in this article. Bravo!

--GBCM

like you could even get into college if both parents were legacies, you lied, and paid them on top of that

Long live "bossy, demanding, complicated and unbearably long-winded" women. Awesome article.

Men are shit, plain and simple. I haven't been to San Fran but why would they be any different there?

It's time for men to eat the shit they've been serving us for years. Most of them DO have tiny dicks and fragile egos. And these days they can't even get it up.

So fuck them. They are useless anyway.

Heather rocks!

screw the flaccid boys

Like Heather H. needs a sci-fi watching, congenital Republican and minimum wage earning Hoosier like me to speak well of her column; but, for what it is worth: Huzzah! for “I Like to Watch.”. It is why I continue to pay for my subsrib. to Salon. I finished season two of Deadwood last weekend and now must live on the happy cocksucking, putrid, fucking fumes of good writing and fun acting until next year when season 3 comes out on DVD. It is good to know that the next episodes of Deadwood are freaky fabulous enough to bring Heather such a great high even if it was at the cost of such a dastardly crash into average summer fare. I will give the Dance show a shot.

It is also so good to know that the supply of bitter po’faced sourpuss letter writers at Salon continues to thrive. P’raps this is the Hoosier in me but lighten up youse crazy pigadillos.

"How to Get the Guy" sounds horrifying. As a man who is not interested in the whoring sea donkeys supposedly prized by the other members of my gender I'm glad Heather calls it like it is. The show is sexist and demeaning to everyone involved. Why does that upset you other guys so much? Do you actually want women you date to suppress their real personalities when they're with you? And why are you posting pornography? What exactly does that prove?

So HBO paid big money to put DeadWood front and center on Salon, and Heather mentions watching five episodes first thing.

Nice product placement, but a little to obtuse for my taste.

Meantime, we get up to a dozen banner ads before a page loads.

Can anyone say, "Click Fraud Pays"?

HBO - What are you getting for your money?

People covered in flies begging for the dregs of a mochachino? Are you serious? "Little people"?

I don't give a shit if your writer wants to portray men as losers with tiny dicks and all that. But her portrayal of the 3rld world is rude, racist, and off the mark.

"whoring sea donkeys"?

that is Salon's description of WOMEN

Please, don't make jokes about the hunger and despair of the world's poor.

It's stomach-turning, and besides, completely unrelated to the topic about which you - by your own admission - feel so little inspired to write.

HYPERBOLE: \Hy*per"bo*le\, n. [L., fr. Gr?, prop.

A figure of speech in which the expression is an evident exaggeration of the meaning intended to be conveyed, or by which things are represented as much greater or less, better or worse, than they really are; a statement exaggerated fancifully, through excitement, or for effect.

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Know it. Love it. At the very least, please remember it exists.