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More details are emerging about former Women's Wear Daily reporter Peter Braunstein's quality time spent in Ohio, where he allegedly fled after being suspected of sexually assaulting a former co-worker. Apparently Braunstein, while posing as a Hollywood location scout, had dinner on November 7 with a Cleveland bar owner:

"He said God had given him directions that he should do something to people who aren't worthy of living," said Morgan Cavanaugh, owner of Moriarty's Pub.

"He viewed himself as some sort of instrument of God, to take care of bad people. ... I thought he meant whacking them," added Cavanaugh, who has been interviewed by police.

Little did Cavanaugh know, Braunstein meant whacking them with $600 stilettos.

But seriously, look at this information, these details. Now, can we PLEASE stop saying words like "alleged" and "suspected?" Who are we kidding, really? Come on: the legalese has become a waste of ass-covering adjectives and adverbs, and y'all just don't have time for that sort of pussy-footing.

Bar Boss: Perv's God Rant [NYDN]