That old saying about how there are no atheists in foxholes should be updated to “no ethicists in struggling media.” Once upon a time a freelancer who had taken even one junket would have been banned from the imaginary cathedral. Today, friends of friends in the right places can get a  regular gig on the liquid trail. Did no one learn from the Chimp travesty? I also made the mistake of Googling for blog reaction. Holy moose poop! Old guys are getting boners again, and wet starbursts are short-circuiting keyboards. I want what they’re drinking.