It’s times like these that we miss the real scandals — oral sex in the Oval Office, lobbyists corrupting members of Congress, crack-smoking mayors, and so on. Instead we have…Wemplegate 2006.
Or so is known a developing, ummmm, scandal involving the City Paper’s head honcho, Erik Wemple and his wife, freelancer Stephanie Mencimer. Intrigue there isn’t, but there’s thrown dog feces, a personal crusade against a pet spa, and some vicious written tirades. We’d boil it down to the basics for you, but there’s enough happening for us to simply encourage you to take it all in yourselves. It’s simply…scandalous.
Martin Austermuhle