I will attempt a sensible comment when I'm done rolling on the floor laughing.

... nope, still giggling.

I'm now old enough to have repeatedly observed that, every 10 years or so, the mainstream media discovers "OMG KINK!" and acts predictably tittilated/horrified. I should loan Saletan my old dog-eared copy of "The Pearl" (a classic Victorian erotica collection showing there's nothing much new under the sun), that I purchased back in the early 70s in a supermarket checkout line.

Ah yes, the "highly contrarian Slate", as Mr. Pierce so aptly described it, where David Weigel thinks it's oh-so-clever to suggest that, when Michigan's Governor Snyder imposes an Emergency Financial Manager on Detroit, he should select "native Detroiter" (except not) Mitt Romney.

Which suggestion is so many kinds of OMG FAIL that I can barely draw breath to list them all.

Unfortunately he should also make you ashamed to be a Swarthmore alum.