Blame it on tax day. This morning I took a paintball gun and shot the little old ladies selling subscriptions to The Gazette in the lobby of the grocery store. Then I picked up a copy of the Indy. No, I didn’t. But I wanted to. Cutting letters to make them look idiotic so they can write sarcastic replies, ignoring news that doesn’t fit their bias, firing local Life-section writers in order to use national sources. And using little old ladies to hawk subscriptions in the lobbies of the grocery store. No, I don’t want a copy of The Gazette. I already have enough toilet paper.

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