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Filled with relentless drinking in seamy bars and glamorous nightclubs, wild, drug-fuelled parties, and dispassionate sexual encounters, Less than Zero - narrated by Clay, an 18-year-old student returning home to Los Angeles for Christmas - is a fierce coming-of-age story, justifiably celebrated for its unflinching depiction of hedonistic youth, its brutal portrayal of the inexorable consequences of such moral depravity and its author’s refusal to condone or chastise such behaviour.

In which our intrepid correspondent flies in the face of conventional wisdom and defends Illinois Governor Blagojevich.... Nah. Like everybody else, he beats him like a rental car going off road over coastal gulleys.

In which our intrepid correspondent mutters aloud about the pressing concerns of...unh, something. Something really important, too.

In which our intrepid correspondent juggles the pros and cons of having a chief executive comfortable with the written word - and coming down firmly on the side of the former.

In which our intrepid correspondent figuratively shoots a Supersoaker at the Olympic Torch, but with, as always, a modicum of taste. No MSG.

In which our intrepid correspondent laments the passing of Goliath, felled by a slew of gnat-like Davids.

In which our intrepid correspondent goes on and on and on about limits on free speech. And guess what? He's against them. Who would have thunk it?

In which our intrepid correspondent muses about a change in "staying the course" in Iraq that promises to please nobody - which just might please everybody.

In which our intrepid correspondent takes the administration to task for accusing people who disagree with them of endangering our troops.

In which our leg-weary but intrepid correspondent gropes about the ring, his face swollen from the punishment absorbed by watching the penultimate in a mind-numbing series of debates.

In which our intrepid correspondent cites examples of why he is perfectly content not to be running for president and of his understanding of why you probably agree for totally different reasons.

In which our intrepid correspondent waxes waggishly on the marvels of worldly want and wonder.

In which our intrepid correspondent barely contains himself talking about what you could say was a shoe-in for this year's Iraqi Funniest Videos competition.

In which our intrepid correspondent ruminates about the deterioration of the dollar and the morass of ugliness that awaits us as we try to pick up the pieces.

In which our intrepid correspondent questions our President's true commitment as champion of the environment.

In which our intrepid correspondent cites examples of why he is perfectly content not to be running for President and of his understanding of why you probably agree for totally different reasons.

In which our intrepid correspondent muses about a change in "staying the course" in Iraq that promises to please nobody, which just might please everybody.

In which our intrepid correspondent scrapes the bottom of the barrel that holds our national soul.

In which our intrepid correspondent rails about the appearance on our shores of an infallible holy man - and no, he's not talking about Bono.

In which our intrepid correspondent gets jiggy with a clandestine convention of a controlling cadre of conservative Christian captains. You're going to have to listen to find out.