Once—during one of those conversations in which you and a spouse/friend/coworker are formulating an alternate reality—my husband suggested that we move to Japan and become reality television stars. We're an interracial gay couple with the two cutest kids in the universe. In this country, we get occasional stares. In Japan, I'm confident we could be stars.
Gossip personality Perez Hilton is going to co-produce and star in a reality television show about gay dads, right here in America. It has a very descriptive name: "Gay Dads Of New York." We are not going to be on it. We weren't asked to be, nothing like that, and we're not the kind [...]
Last night Paolo Mastrangelo went up to the Borders in the Columbus Circle shops, where Perez Hilton read and spoke before hundreds of fans. 95% were college age; easily 80% were women. Everyone looked like an edgy Gap commercial, which is to say, they all looked really good. There was not a flannel shirt, neon orange backpack or fanny pack in sight. But it wasn't really the outfits that were striking-it was all the smiles and excitement in the room. Perez was behind a podium. He was cheerful, and graciously took questions from all. "What do you think about blogging in relation to journalism?" someone asked. And: "When [...]
Basically everyone should have to stare at this photo every day for 30 minutes while they ponder their life choices.
To be fair to Perez Hilton-who wrote this (subsequently removed) post about the suicide of a Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince fan without realizing that it was based on a piece of satire-"humor" isn't exactly the first thing that comes to mind when I see the byline "Andy Borowitz" either.
In an assessment of Perez Hilton's oeuvre last month we suggested that the legendary draftsman's best days were behind him and, furthermore, that he had always lacked a facility for penile composition. There's an important lesson to be learned here: It is always too early to render final judgment on an artist's career.