So, as an ultra-leftist-Marxist, America-hating libtard who is under the misguided impression that freedom is free, who wants for the terrorists to win, and who approves of our Kenyan president's fascistic attempts to socialize our economy, I listen to a lot of public radio.

The main public-radio station in New York City is WNYC.  I give them some money every year so that the over-educated, pointy-headed, unborn-baby-killers who work there can continue to produce dangerously naive, ACORN-sympathetic, gay-friendly ACLU puff-pieces.

If you've donated to your local public-radio or PBS station, you know what happens after you send them your money: they send you a coffee mug.  I have a bunch of these mugs, and when Persephone moved in with me two years ago, she brought her WNYC global-jihad mugs with her (she's worse than I am; she speaks Arabic), so now we have a collection of these mugs which are a testament to our shared love of allowing the government to control every aspect of our lives and implement wealth-redistribution programs which would make Stalin blush.  Here is one of my mugs (or, maybe, one of Persephone's; we are getting married in April, of course, after which her latte-friendly mugs will be my latte-friendly mugs, and vice versa):

Fine.  But here's the thing.  I also listen to KCRW Santa Monica, one of the main public-radio stations in Los Angeles.  I do this because when I'm not agitating for so-called "social justice," I like to listen to good new music, and while WNYC is great for some stuff, they're not so great on new music (and if you've noticed a slightly sardonic tone to this post, know that I'm dead-serious when I say this: unless you're into either Nova Scotian ultra-folk such as Garrison Keillor is very fond of, or Morris dancing, WNYC may not be for you, with only a few exceptions).  KCRW, on the other hand, is big on new music.

Which is why, sometimes, I listen to KCRW.  (Even though they fired Joe Frank -- or, at least, according to Joe Frank, they fired Joe Frank, and I believe him.)

And when you listen to a public-radio station, you're supposed to give them some money in return for a coffee mug, and over the years I've done the mug-exchange thing with KCRW -- even in 2003, when I was only semi-employed, I did that; that's how much of an elitist do-gooder I am.  (KCRW is also good for semi-employed New Yorkers who get up at noon: the three-hour time difference means that you can listen to the NPR morning shows and pretend that you got up at a normal-person hour.)

Now we get to the part about how shallow I am (blame-America-first "world citizens" can be shallow too; other closet al-Qaeda lovers may deny this, but it's true).  How shallow I am, is this: here is KCRW's current mug:

All apologies, but what the fuck is this?  Would you bring this thing into your home?

Yeah see because neither would I, which is why I didn't donate anything to KCRW this year.  I had my credit-card out and everything, but -- and I'm perfectly serious -- I put it away after seeing the piece-of-shit mug I'd get in return for my ten dollars a month.

That, dear reader, is shallow.  I am a shallow person.  But listen: show me a mug that won't make me want to gouge my retinas out with a fork and I'll show you the money.  Until then, my large number of philanthropy dollars are going to People For A Worse America.  Sorry.