You know, I used to appreciate Ben Stein.

But now he's hosting a pro-intelligent-design documentary.

sigh

Ah, tabloids.

There's a fellow who sells newspapers inside a T station that I travel through every day (Arlington, on the Green Line). He seems to specialize in New York papers, including the various tabloids. I confess I was curious to see what they'd have on their front pages, after yesterday's news about Eliot Spitzer.

I was fairly disappointed, actually. One said "Pay for Luv Guv" and another said "Ho No!" I figured there'd've been something more creative. (Though "Ho No!" isn't bad.)