It’s an addiction. I try to look away, but it keeps drawing me back.
Like Quint at the end of Jaws, I slide inexorably down the deck of my sinking, little boat only to be chewed and then drowned in the gaping maw of some gargantuan monster of insanity…
Howz that for some purple prose?
The news is what I mean. I told myself I’d lay off, but I keep seeing stuff like this:
