I thought this would be a fun topic for a Monday: what’s the worst newspaper column you’ve ever read? Doesn’t have to be in the Times or WaPo, if you can find a link to it, it can be part of the competition. This (via Atrios), is strong contender:
You’re the straight-A student with a too-heavy bookbag and an after-school job at the YMCA. The cool kids are in Philly. They drink Sugar Wash Rum and tool around on shabby-chic bicycles. You pay car insurance and decide state and national elections; the cool kids would only carshare to your zip code if it meant wrapping their tattooed arms around a rare batch of Tired Hands milkshake India Pale Ale.[….]
When Donald Trump took the White House with a shocking win in Pennsylvania, it was voters in some of your zip codes (I’m talking to you, Bucks County) who, along with people in the far-away counties of the state, made it happen. Philly was pretty much a nonfactor in the most consequential presidential election of our lifetimes.
Bobo’s Russia piece and all of Von Drehel’s recent pieces are up there too, but I give this edge because it mixes vapid NASCAR-dads-at-Applebee’s style political commentary with inane jokes about hipsters in a way that I haven’t seen in a while.