The country-clubbing of America
Another snark-filled guest post by the one, the only Will Durst: RED VELVET ROPAGE And now for a few choice words concerning my recent demotion to the status of second- class citizen. The amazing thing is how quickly my metamorphosis into Cockroachlandia occurred. One minute, I’m walking around like an ordinary human; the next minute, I’m an insect, an unwanted stiff, a bum, a vagabond, a jamoke. About as popular as feet in a punchbowl. It seems America is splitting into two different categories: first class and… wherever I am. Which is as far from prosperous as Kathmandu is to [...]