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."