Uneasy on the Eyes

I just can't go back to The Atlantic "Voices" until those stroboscopic adverts go away. Just 'cause they're irritating, not 'cause I'm about to have an epileptic fit. Any fits will be brought on by righteous anger.

Really not the magazine of Twain any more, is it? I'm sure it's not Ms. McArdle's fault. Well, the stupid adverts aren't her fault, is what I mean.