On Tuesday, former Trump advisor Michael Caputo offered new insight into life inside the chaotic presidential campaign, describing a “miserable,” war-like atmosphere in the wake of last month’s public screaming match between spokeswoman Hope Hicks and former campaign manager Corey Lewandowski.

It's not often that I post two videos from the same series, but, then again, it's not often that not posting a video could be considered a crime against humanity.

Sidwell Friends—the elite Washington, D.C., private school that the Obama girls attend—has a terrible football team. And when the Washington City Paper pointed that out, a hilariously entitled barrage of outraged comments from unathletic rich kids ensued.

Obviously affected by yesterday's launch of AMPTP.com, some striking writers' hurtful commentary on the 1994-era design of the studio coalition's web presence, the organization today unveiled the kind of "widget" that the kids demand from their favorite blogotubes: a Doomsday Ticker™ relentlessly tabulating the amount of money their calculations say the WGA is futilely burning upon the pyre of protest.

Sure, there's this New York Times essay on the psychology of flame emails, but of course it's all fulla science and chin-scratching, plus an unfair smear on your brain's amygdala as an impulsive flaming bitch-gland. Good examples of proper flames are, at best, alluded to. Fortunately, there are comments on the story, but unfortunately, they also suck. An alarming number reveal the Gray Lady's gray readership by alluding to pre-email communications like telephones, letters, banging on rocks, etc. Only one commenter is pro-flame, and another offers the slyly relevant anti-flame chestnut, "If you wouldn't be happy seeing it on the front page of the New York Times, don't send it." No mention of drunk e-mailing, though of course, you can always brew your own.