So this Liberal Party guy resigned after saying something about French people or Chinese people or something. Canadian party politics is right up there with D&D, anime and women's basketball in terms of Things I Don't Give a Damn About.

I'm posting about this incident because it provides me with a timely opportunity to make this desperate plea.

Dear Men Across The English Speaking World -- Please. Stop. Looking. Like. This:

I'm not sure what you were thinking ten years ago when you started with the mouth mullets, knock-off hipster glasses, bald head "frat-jock-semi-pro-goalie" look, but Clinton's not the President anymore, the X-Files is over and we all have to, as they say, move on.

This look was ugly back then but now it is both ugly and old. It's also nakedly, desperately aspirational: "I'm really a working class bloke but I'm trying to look like a middle class, 24/7-table-reading-of-Glenngary-Glen-Ross, commission-only-Toyota-salesman for some reason."

Paul Bernardo probably looks like this now and thinks he's pretty shit hot.

Think about that.

We'll talk about tattoos another day.