Interns. Or, How To Raise My Hit Counter
Jason Kuznicki on May 27th 2004
Yeah, yeah. Washington intern. Blah blah blah.
Quick takes on the situation:
1. If gay people can’t get married because we’re so promiscuous, then what about her? There oughtta be a constitutional amendment about slutty interns.
2. Gay anal sex is gross. But straight anal sex gets two hundred thousand hits a day. Oh, I get it now.
3. I tried to get my husband Scott interested in the debacle. “You have my permission to read Wonkette at work. Go ahead, you know you want to. It’s a big scandal now. It’s got S&M and prostitution and lying politicians and…”
“That may be your job. But it isn’t mine.”
Scandal is my job, because I’m writing my dissertation on the history of scandal in eighteenth-century France. Let me tell you, we are most certainly not living in an age of peculiar moral depravity. We are living in an age of perfectly normal, typical, run-of-the-mill moral depravity. We’re just like the nineteenth century, the eighteenth century, the seventeenth century, and every other time in history.
Having sex does not make us special. Not even if it’s kinky sex. Got it? Now get back to work.
Filed in The Boudoir