Oh, Jersey. Sometimes I feel sorry for you, the way I would for a particularly diseased monkey. Then, sometimes, I think you deserve all that you've earned, particularly when it comes to your wonderfully Jabba-esque governor, Chris Christie, whose latest gaffe involves first taking a $12 million helicopter, then a limousine to his son's baseball game, after calling for a variety of tax cuts. Stay classy, Chris Christie.
Gil Scott-Heron, poet, musician, activist, and overall badass, passed away this past Friday, and the world is a little poorer for it. Though we are late in mourning him, we would remiss in our duties if we failed to help For the uninitiated, enjoy this playlist put together by The Weird Fishes. Open to debate by bearded hipsters near you.
Everybody needs a little help getting through the day sometimes. No, I'm not talking about Valium; I'm talking about these awesome mixes of powerfully inspirational eighties-movie music. If you've ever wanted approximately forty minutes of sonic methamphetamines, cue up one of these mixes and start raging.
Ah, hangovers. Experienced by so many, understood by so few, and an integral part of the excitement/despondency/regret cycle of drinking. In the quest for hangover understanding and treatment, I would like to thank the folks at Cool Material for spotlighting the Hungover Cookbook, which includes handy quizzes and methods for diagnosing which kind of hangover you're currently suffering from. My personal favorite is "The Gremlin Boogie," because it sounds like something Danny Elfman recorded for some irritatingly precious Tim Burton movie.
Michael Ian Black and Meghan McCain are writing a book together. Described hyperbolically by the publisher as "Chelsea Handler and Hunter S. Thompson," the two of them are taking a road trip across America to “find common ground” and re-ignite “civil discourse.” This will probably be worth keeping up with — even if (especially if!) it ends up being some kind of hot mess.
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Christie for President 2012!
fuck that guy...
I suppose I can live with the governor getting to the game by chopper. What's the point of having these perks if you can't use them? But I can't forgive him needing a limo to take him the final 100 yards. He couldn't walk that distance? Or if he couldn't, was no other vehicle available? Ye gods.
Jesus look at the guy. He really needs to take a bicycle to get around while his coronary arteries will still let him.
If Christie was actually thinking of going against Obama in 2012, this story takes him out of the race.
I agree completely. If he wanted to be taken seriously, he should have arranged Air Force One for a "date night" in NYC.
I have no sympathy for Christie, but how is the price of the helicopter relevant? If you can calculate the (not insignificant) cost of the flight, report it, but otherwise avoid meaningless but sensationalistic dollar figures, especially in the headline.
I thought the same thing when I read the headline. Assuming the helicopter wasn't purchased by NJ to fly Christie to the game, isn't the point the cost of the flight?
fat fuck!
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