Hugh Hefner's Supposed Biological Imperative
In what might be called the Slatiest piece that Slate ever slated, this post "in defense of May-December marriages like Hugh Hefner's" plays devil's advocate while tilting at windmills. It must be tiring.
Seasons of Barf
You've probably seen that Macy's commercial that takes that song from that musical about poor kids dying of AIDS in 1989 and juxtaposes it with images of delicate silver jewelry. And, if you're like me, you've thought: What the fuck?
