It's time to come out of my closet of shame: I'm hooked on American Gladiators.
I know. I'm a parent of two, a college professor and a responsible
taxpayer. I floss daily, for Pete's sake. I should know better. But
there's just something about the whole cheesefest that is American
Gladiators that hits my crappy TV sweet spot. It also hits Slate.com's Troy Patterson's sweet spot -- but for different reasons.
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