Melanie Berliet got up on that cheating-on-wives website Ashley Madison (don't you feel bad for all the 8-year-olds name Ashley Madison?) and met a bunch of guys and wrote about it. "I don't want to disrupt my life," Jackson said in a monotone voice. "I have three little ones. I want to wake up at home, to cries of 'Daddy!'" After a brief pause, he added, "But my wife, she's so conservative. She doesn't fuck me, you know? Like really fuck me."
"How conservative? You didn't exactly answer my question, by the way."
"She thinks watching porn is cheating," he said.
"Yikes. How often do you have sex?"
So how is the economy? "The yearly loss in overall employment in percentage terms is the worst since 1958; the loss in private services, the worst ever. We've lost 6.5 million jobs since the recession began in December 2007, and the employment level is now below the peak reached in 2001.
Taking Graydon Carter's Vanity Fair editor's letters seriously is probably, on the whole, less pernicious than, say, taking anything Michael Wolff ever writes seriously. Carter doesn't need to be outrageous; he knows that attention will accrue to him no matter what he says (or doesn't), unlike Wolff, whose increasingly desperate pleas for attention will no doubt shortly result in a blog post about how only Michael Wolff has the courage to admit that black people are scary. That said, Carter's current missive irks the hell out of me. Because it's just plain wrong.
I mean, really, it wouldn't have been very different from what Portfolio would have put out anyway, right? If Vanity Fair had just been a little less selfish the whole thing could have turned out very differently.
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I don't like Vanity Fair. Mainly this is because I find it incredibly difficult to navigate; I'm a man who's never read any of the ad-heavy ladymags (or similar dudemags) where the table of contents starts on page 110 and then it's an obstacle course of perfume samples and pictures of shirtless, overgelled, stubble-faced guys whose gazes convey an impressive combination of "brooding" and "eye-raping" toward the female in the photo. So I've never been properly "trained" to get through that type of book. If there's something worth reading I reckon I'll hear about it and find it online, or at least go directly to the page where it starts.