Katha
ps. Max, The New York Press is a foulmouthed and stupid rightwing giveaway paper here in New York, for which Alex, for reasons best known to himself, writes a column. It's read by media junkies like Doug and the kind of guy who you suspect is building bombs in the garage -- or, more likely, wishes he could but his mom won't let him. It's obsessed with attacking The Nation--sometimes I think they're the only people who read it! -- and Alex is glad to oblige, retailing office gossip and insulting his colleagues in particularly grotesque and underhanded ways. I'm a favorite punching bag at NYP -- "bubbly faghag" is my favorite insult so far.