Thursday, May 19, 2005

Michael (Row The Boat Ashore)

There is no shortage of blogs devoted solely to tracking the news and events of Gawker Media, with even more that drop in from time-to-time to offer some shoeshine punditry. It's impossible to keep up with them all when the analysis is usually viewed through Arabian goggles or a paper bag.

That's why I turn to Hermitude in NYC for the hard-hitting, bone marrow sucking commentary. She has laid into Nick more than once and obviously has a beef with Gridskipper. As someone who captained GSkip's maiden voyage before hitting a Dentonian-sized iceberg in the second week, I think I can explain the situation to her in a way she'll clearly understand and appreciate. If the rotating cast of guest-co-editors at Gawker is likened to a "gang bang" then what you're seeing over at GSkip can best be described by a limerick my Dad taught me right after the bee stung the bird:

There once was a hermit named Dave,
Who kept a dead whore in his cave,
He said "I admit,
She stinks like shit
But think of the money I save."
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