Last week, Stéphane Gendron, the Québécois mayor of the 2,500-person town of Huntingdon, openly bragged about killing cats on his radio show. What sort of public official does that? A Canadian mayor, of course, a political genus that's proven to be the most corrupt, foolish, and unrepentant beast of them all.

McDonald's is under fire this week for launching a "budget planner" for employees that can best be summed up with the following maxim: If you don't want to end up homeless and possibly dead, get yourself a second job.

In its most recent Sunday Styles section, the New York Times published a 4,800-word story headlined, "Sex on Campus: She Can Play That Game, Too." One reporter spent a full five months working exclusively on this patronizing abomination.

Your kid might be able to paint this, but not using the method of the flies that actually painted it. It's part of a series that is the brainchild of Los Angeles artist John Knuth, who fed over 250,000 flies pigments and had them do the work for him.

Less than a week after people began calling for San Diego Mayor Bob Filner's resignation amid vague allegations of sexual harassment, more detailed charges have come to light: "In a City Hall elevator, Filner told a female staffer that women employees would do better 'if they worked without their panties on.'"

Mazzy Star will release Seasons Of Your Day, their first album since 1996's Among My Swan, in September. Its first single is "California." This one goes out to all whose lives continue to be so-called.

With The Daily Show and The Colbert Report on hiatus for the last two weeks, many things that desperately needed to be said about current events in this country went tragically unsaid.

Pretty much the greatest thing that can happen at a Beyoncé concert, other than spontaneously replicating on stage, is Beyoncé taking a little time out in the middle of a song to yell at someone in front of 20,000 people. It's like going on safari and catching a lion at the exact moment it pounces on a gazelle. Scary, exhilarating, and beautiful in its natural brutality. Beyoncé was made to yell at people.

It took some forty years of convincing, but Barry Strang finally managed to persuade his wife Pam to let him buy a motorcycle.

The latest installment of HBO's excellent documentary series, The Crash Reel, focused on the pro snowboarder Kevin Pearce and the 2009 head injury that interrupted his career. In the tradition of great documentaries, The Crash Reel was about way more than its ostensible subject. Tangents regarding Pearce's rival Shaun White, other athletes who suffered brain injuries (including freestyle skier Sarah Burke, who died in 2012), and Kevin's brother David, who has Down syndrome, rippled out of and enhanced the main narrative.

If you do not follow Icelandic news closely you may have missed the fact that Ryan Gosling turned the island nation upside down this month. He'd arrived in Iceland on July 10th to work with the Icelandic editor of his directorial debut, How to Catch a Monster, and ended up being mistaken for a not insignificant number of the country's men.

Journalism schools are, in general, overpriced elitist anachronisms with no compelling reason to exist in their current form. So it makes sense that they're both shrinking and changing. The only thing staying the same: desperate justifications of their own existence.

If the Internet has one hard-and-fast rule, it's this: If you're hosting a contest involving Taylor Swift, prepare to have that contest's results rigged by trolls.

An open letter to George Zimmerman: "For the rest of your life you are now going to feel what it's like to be a black man in America. You will feel people stare at you. Judging you for what you think are unfair reasons. ... People will cross the street when they see you coming. They will call you hurtful names."

Drug enforcement officials stopped a North Korean vessel on its way through the Panama Canal Monday, only to find sophisticated missile material "hidden in a consignment of sugar."

GQ's August cover story on Breaking Bad star Bryan Cranston isn't terribly revealing in the way you'd probably want it to be (i.e. virtually nothing is reported on the storyline of the upcoming final batch of Bad episodes). However, it does take a brutally honest turn when Cranston admits to relating to his morally threadbare character Walter White. Emphasis is on the brutal.

Atlantic Media, the proud publisher of The Atlantic, has launched a new publication: Defense One, a publication whose stated purpose is "To suck the dick of Northrop Grumman." Oh, wait.

Of the many outrageous things revealed about Juror B37 since she and five other women acquitted George Zimmerman of murder, possibly the most outrageous was that she had already managed to land herself a literary agent for a future book deal.

Go ahead and add "indoors" to the list of places where you could get struck by lightning at any moment.

Goldman Sachs today became the fourth big bank to post huge profits this week. Wall Street is back on top! This is how it always starts.