Man, what a week! Well Not really. Thank God for LolCait, who gives voice to you, the People, the Commenters, and lets us know what really matters of what you say.

Joe MacLeod, America's best newspaper columnist, proves his mettle today by phoning in a column nearly entirely composed of Gawker comments about his last column. "This fucking gawker gets people to click on their shit and they make money on that, with ads, so that's, like, stealing from me, so even more-plus, I don't have to write anything this week, har!" We can only aspire to such transparency regarding our equally strong desire to not work! You win this round, MacLeod. [Baltimore City Paper]

Each week, some people leave comments on this site—some of them comments that actually aren't sniping, or knee-jerk, or thoughtless, or that shouldn't maybe have been sent in an email if you thought about it for a second? (But that's fine. We're the same way probably!) Crazed commenter (and Gawker ad fella!) LolCait sifts through those comments and then celebrates the good ones that appear around them!

The New York Times is now carefully allowing comments on some articles, not just blog posts. According to an in-house email from NYT.com general manager Vivian Schiller and deputy managing editor Jonathan Landman, "This week we rolled out some new technology for commentary on articles. It's more discriminating than the blog-comment platform and it gives readers more control. For instance, readers can recommend comments and view them in rank order starting with the ones with the most recommendations. Editors can choose an interesting selection for readers with time to read just a few.... You'll notice that we're only putting comments on a handful of articles at first. That's because we're still building our moderation force and the tools for automated moderation. There are some important features built into the system that you can't see and that we're not using yet. For example, producers and editors will be able to designate certain users as 'trusted,' potentially allowing some comments to bypass moderation. We're excited about the chance to experiment."

You know what's funny? Some people read blogs and then leave opinions behind on those very blogs, by the use of typed words that are input to the server that hosts the blog! This is done via an internet connection! Our crazed uber-commenter (and Gawker ad fella!) LolCait reads all those words—and lets none of them be left behind. What's more, he rewards those that gets his goat.

Howard Kurtz is cracking up, people! That is to say, he used the word "D'oh!" in his Washington Post column today, in which he reckons that Comedy Central funnyman Stephen Colbert actually is running for the Office of President of These United States because: "Not only was the guy on 'Meet the Press' Sunday, but some pundits are openly debating how many votes he'll get in South Carolina." Poor Howie—his book on the network news wars is being touted as "the new cure for insomnia" by Harper's Washington editor, Ken Silverstein, who read Kurtz's blog last week and threw up in all our mouths a little.

"Where Are You Right Now?" is the oblique, multivalent title of a new chapbook from Semiotext(e). Psych, it is the name of today's Times Readers' Comments forum, which is about whether GPS technology in cellphones is a good idea. But really, how are you supposed to be able to tell the difference based on comments like this one, from Carlos Andrade:
"I think this is madness...But it's bad modernity
because world is very dangerous at present.
Probably the parents feel good know where yours children stay.
It is the price the new world." Seriously.

Hey, it's been a while since we sorted the commenting wheat from the commenting chaff, and you know what? Things have gotten way, way out of hand in there. Bitchy, petty, chatroomy, demanding, not funny, and totally fearful of being servicey. We're purging. Don't take it personal! After all, nothing is. (And yes, there are ways back into our good graces.)

Our commenters are, some say, an added value to our website. Some say otherwise! Aannnnnyhooo, our crazed uber-commenter (and Gawker ad fella!) LolCait reads every word of it—and rewards that which makes him laugh and cry.

It seems Howard ("waiting for Drudge to post more about his new book") Kurtz might have every idea that Jon Stewart hates him! According to Gawker commenter sumgiushoodno, who attended the taping of last night's Daily Show, the last ten minutes of the interview, when Kurtz and Stewart really had their claws out, were cut in editing! Transcripts anyone?

Each week, our commenters blab and blab and blab. We used to reward them arbitrarily with a night in our Gold Star Motel. But that was just to get them to shut up. Who will listen to them? Who will care? Not us! But we know who cares: Crazed uber-commenter (and Gawker ad fella) LolCait cares!

Each week, our commenters blab and blab and blab. We used to reward them arbitrarily with a night in our Gold Star Motel. But that was just to get them to shut up. Who will listen to them? Who will care? Not us! But we know who cares: Crazed uber-commenter — and Gawker employee! Oh, the scandal! — LolCait cares!

You may have seen an article in this weekend's Times Sunday Styles section concerning frustrated office workers yearning for pinprick shafts of fame who achieve those tiny morsels of celebrity by offering tiny nuggets of wit on popular weblogs. That's right: The age of the commenter has arrived! Using a tortured analogy to Elton John's "Rocket Man," the article, absolutely dripping with derision, examines the psychology of why someone might extend so much effort for such a meager payoff: They're too lame to start their own blogs!

Each week, our commenters blab and blab and blab. We used to reward them arbitrarily with a night in our Gold Star Motel. But that was just to get them to shut up. Who will listen to them? Who will care? Not us! But we know who cares: Crazed uber-commenter LolCait cares!

In the new spirit of communism here at Gawker, we are once again rebranding the feature in which undesirable elements of the commentariat are banned or exiled from the website until they demonstrate their value as members of the community. Ladies and gentlemen, we give you... The Blacklist.

Each week, our commenters blab and blab and blab. We used to reward them arbitrarily with a night in our Gold Star Motel. But that was just to get them to shut up. Who will listen to them? Who will care? Not us! But we know who cares: Crazed uber-commenter LolCait cares!

Each week, our commenters blab and blab and blab. We used to reward them arbitrarily with a night in our Gold Star Motel. But that was just to get them to shut up. Who will listen to them? Who will care? Not us! But we know who cares: Crazed uber-commenter LolCait cares! That's right, we've set our chattiest commenter to the task of tracking the best of commenting each week. Boy, we feel for whoever's paying LolCait's paycheck at the day job.

Some commenters are just so gosh-darn helpful in relaying the kind of information that we absolutely need to know to, as they say, move the story forward. They deserve an award: the ridiculously named but earnestly felt Helpful Critter award.

Every week, we single out some commenters who made a special effort. If we didn't pick you, you've been doing something horribly wrong.

At 12:32 this morning, commenter Soymocha left the 5,000th bizarre celebrity non sequitur on that Foxy Brown post. Let the record show that it read "Ron Wood eats his eggs runny." Look at yourselves, commenters. Look at yourselves and think about what you've become. We'll discuss this again if you hit ten grand.