>>> Award-winning Philadelphia Weekly scribe Kia Gregory drops a boneheaded column this week of mega-sub-Seinfeldian proportions. Where does she turn that eagle eye? Back to the year 1997, seemingly, with this d’oh lede:

Riding the rails used to be my refuge.
In the lull of the swaying train, I’d immerse myself in a novel, lean my head against the window for a short nap or simply enjoy the solitude.
Now that peace has been shattered by the chattering voices in my head.
Cell phone conversations have gone from casual annoyances to perpetual mind-numbing torture.
And on the train there’s no escape.

That’s right, people, it’s the I-don’t-like-hearing-people’s-cell-phone-conversations column. Old as the hills and as American as apple pie! THESE PRETZELS ARE MAKING ME THIRSTY! [PW]
>>> Meanwhile, Pat Berkery sees a silver lining with the perpetually brokedick Phils: At least we’ve got Greg Dobbs to shield a little bit of this ignominy. [PhillyBurbs]
>>> And ohGoddamnittoHell! Somebody made Karen Heller write the Sopranos-finale-as-reflection-on-American-society column. We feared this the most. One day we’ll get you, lazy Inky editors. One day we’ll get you good. [Inky]

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