There was a Gawker redesign this week, so that predictably ruffled a few feathers. Others got their feathers in a twist over getting blocked, but they were sure to sign out of Gawker with a big old flourish. Our most lurid correspondent has comments about Egypt and spray-paint and another writer was so riled up that he came in close internet contact with an article about DJs. Read these and more in our weekly hate mail repository.

This week, our correspondents loved up on Aubrey Plaza's alternative, alternative ego, complained about their careers, were perplexed about how Gawker could criticize something that was for sale, and made a silly (and glamorous!) incorrect correction to a popular 2008 article regarding photos of a disrobed Carla Bruni. Read these little epistolary wonders below!

This week in our Far-Flung Correspondence, you had targeted accusations, analysis of the popularity of sex tapes on Gawker, filmmaking dreams, and comments about the whole structure of Gawker media. Read these epistolary expositions and more below, and as always, keep flinging that shit at us and we will keep publishing it.

Welcome to our collection of the hate mail that you so lovingly send to us. You were mad about creationism, furious about Anthony Weiner, and had empty promises about the royal bebe. You were happy about Jesus and Paula Deen, and confused about shorts and eyebrow pencils. Read on for this week's lovely collection of our far-flung correspondence.

Two weeks ago we changed the title of our regular hate mail repository to "Far-Flung Correspondence." Keep flinging poop at us, and we'll keep publishing it.

Great news, dear readers! We're finally changing the awful title of our weekly hate mail repository. This series heretofore known as "Tail of Mears" will now be called, "Our Far-Flung Correspondence." So keep flinging that poop at us, and we'll keep publishing it.