We are in the middle of what, in the industry, is known as Best Of Hell
The couple of weeks before our annual Best Of issue (which lands on stands Oct. 18 and should be flippin' sweet) are, to put it extremely mildly, blood-boilingly busy. As such, I haven't had the time to blog. Which is a shame, since a lot's happened in the last few days. The great Wallace/Clinton interview -- or rather, Clinton's great reaction to Wallace's cowardly question (some of our viewers wanted you to ask this? Seriously, that's the best you can do?) -- is worth a couple entries in and of itself. One, for the interview itself, and two for the shitstorm that followed. I even debated writing another entry in the Stupidest Man in the World series after Miles O'Brien referred to Clinton's "gasket-blowing" interview, an adjective so over the top and divorced from reality that it suggested O'Brien hadn't even seen the interview and was just basing his opinion on the hysterics of Fox News commentators.
And, of course, there's also the National Intelligence Estimate that states, once and for all, that the Iraq War is making terrorism worse, not improving the situation. Of course, any rational person who kept up with the tragedy of Iraq could have told you this a long time ago. But it's nice to know that our intelligence aparatus is once again focusing on what actually is happening, rather than what the Bush White House wishes was happening.
Also, the polls over the weekend for the statewide Florida races were fairly interesting, with Davis six points behind Crist, seven points undecided and a margin of error of four -- which pretty much makes the governor's race a dead heat. All the other races were extremely slim Republican leads as well, except for the seante race, in which Bill Nelson is predictably thrashing Katherine Harris.
But that'll have to do for now. There's piles of editing to be done, and I gotta get back to work. I'll be updating the blog whenever possible, but for now, I'm going to leave you all with the saddest picture ever.

See y'all down the line. Don't be a Jimmy.
