We here at the Ministry could dedicate this post to how offensive, just offensive, the whole John Mayer Twitter debacle has been. That Playboy interview! Airing his dirty laundry like that! Speaking in such ribald language about the ladies! Using the N word!
We could pull a CNN -- call up some talking heads and hold a marginally responsible debate on whether Mayer has some sort of blurting condition. Or we could pull a Fox News. You know, call in a different assortment of heads and discuss whether Mayer’s behavior is indicative of general Moral Backsliding in America.
But those approaches, though occasionally amusing -- always fun to see how far Bill O’Reilly can make his face retreat into his own neck -- would also be dishonest.
For most people -- especially us -- watching rich people talk themselves into a hole isn’t tragic. It’s not an outrage. It’s not Cause for Concern.
In fact, there’s only one thing more entertaining than watching a pompous celebrity meltdown on Twitter, and that’s the implosion of self-pity that happens afterward. For Mayer, that Phase II has begun.