Above the Law sucks now

A guilty pleasure was reading Above the Law. Now it really blows. Hope Winters, an awful pseudonym for some twit WASP, lives a life of observing others, avoiding sex, and gossiping about "things she can't tell ANYONE!"

My take on Hope's most recent shit story:
This story is like---Monica Lewinsky talking to Linda Tripp. For your reading enjoyment, Hope Winters as Monica Lewinsky:
"Well ..." Bill leaned forward and whispered, "I can't stop thinking about sex.... I'm like obsessed with it. I can't do my work. It's all I think about.... I feel like I have turned into a teenage boy again."
Ok, this is weird. Really weird. And, weird is what I sought to escape. I found myself longing for the hairy armpits, unbuckled trousers, and pool parties at Lewis and Clark.

"I mean... I can't even go to lunch in public without staring at every girl that walks by."

This proved to be true.
I finish the filing, but I really can't concentrate anymore. I have to tell someone. I can only trust Linda. I call her at home."You are never going to believe this, Linda. What Bill did...."

"Oh, God. I knew it. What did he do now? He totally wants in your knickers. Hold on."

"Hey Mic, come here. We have a Bill story. Monica, I'm putting you on speaker so Mic can hear." Her friend Mic joined the call. I began to tell her every detail of the story. I couldn't trust anyone with this."

My favorite part is the last 2 sentences. If Hope always immediately tells 2 people things that she can't trust with anyone, God help us if she is a real attorney.

Hope, get laid. It's not that scary, really. A penis is kind of like My Little Pony. Or your Hello Kitty vibrator.

I would not bring such a trivial issue up to such an august body, however I feel very ripped off by the plummeting of the quality in ATL overall. At least the WSJ law blog still has NEWS.