I'm back. I've been pretty busy lately, but it's the good kind of busy so I guess that's okay. I'm still pretty swamped, but I figure, if I don't write an editorial for you guys, one probably won't get written.
There's clearly an inordinate amount of heat on Vince and the WWE right now. And in spite of the age old theory that posits otherwise, there is such a thing as bad heat. I think it's unfortunate-not because it's bad heat, but because it's the wrong bad heat; that is, bad heat for the wrong things. This Chris Benoit story is still moving strong, to the point where even supermarket tabloids want a piece. National Examiner cover story this week, for instance, labels Chris Benoit a "drug kingpin." They don't have a site that I can link you to, and I won't buy the rag to scan it, because I'd sooner be caught buying Lilac-scented Summer's Eve than paying for a supermarket tabloid. All of these allegations persist, in spite of the fact that toxicology reports revealed that the only things Benoit actually had in his system were testosterone (legal; taken to sooner heal from wrestling nightly), Xanax because he's a sociopath who needed to calm the fuck down (clearly, he should have upped his dosage), and another painkiller. Despite the facts that point to the Crippler being simply a crazy, frustrated man in pain who finally snapped, WWE can't distance themselves from the massacre. You'd almost want to feel sorry for them. Then you realize that they're still the same company that's wrought with poor stewardship and nepotism, where if you don't have the (shameless plug time!) backstage powers, you indeed get held back, Held back so far that you get fired. It doesn't matter how over you are, how good you look, how great a worker you are or how well you fit the role the company gives you, you're still an independent contractor who can be fired at the drop of a hat. I could name any of the myriad superstars who have been fired in the past couple of months, but let's go for an unsung hero, of sorts. And by hero, I mean she's a hero because not only does she hate Batista even more than I do, but also, I've seen her nude. The cutest person named Ariel ( as the only othes I can think of are either mermaids or named Sharon) and the cutest woman to not have real eyebrows (otherwise known as Shelly Martinez) recently got shitcanned because she had an argument with Dave "I talk about how other wrestlers can't wrestle, despite having a move set that makesJohn Cena look like Dean Malenko) Batista. Allegedly, it was because he was trying to fuck her, and she wasn't having it. Don't ask me to prove that, I put allegedly in there. I'm starting to love that word. Still, there's no news story about Shelly Martinez, and there probably won't will be. Ever. It's just not interesting to talk about how the WWE sometimes fucks with the lives of people. They're never going to get heat about how this chick doesn't have a job, because she disagreed with one of the boss' favorites. No one's going to not that it was probably the frustration that he was a lousy father who couldn't take off enough time to help care for his mentally handicapped son because he'd lose his job security that pushed Chris Benoit over the edge. It's more interesting for the media to talk about how it's probably steroids, and it's much easier for the WWE to distance themselves from the situation that way. But the WWE had it's part in that tragedy, just as it has a part in randomly fucking up the lives of a lot of great talent out there. Normally, I'd sum it all up right here, but I think Shelly can do a much better job of that than I can today: 
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