They're hungry for something they know nothing about, but we, we know all too well that the price of fame is the loss of privacy.

My sister's the type who religiously watches the fear segments of her local Eyewitness News broadcasts, retaining nothing but the headline...Everything is dangerous all of the time, and if it's not yet been pulled off the shelves, then it's certainly under investigation -- so there.

I've wasted a lot of time pretending to be interested in people who weren't terribly interesting.

It didn't seem fair to me that Jon Stewart's rally didn't get the same kind of attention that Glenn Beck's did. Why was Beck's seen as checking the thermometer of the country, and Jon Stewart just dismissed as a satirist?

I didn't know about the rest of the class, but when Bastille Day eventually rolled around, I planned to stay home and clean my oven.

Given enough time, I guess anything can look good. All it has to do is survive.

I'm not a reporter but the 'New Yorker' treats everyone like a reporter.