Cat fight! Not really.

Liz Wheeler vs Chelsea Handler in semblance of a debate that I will bet a nickel has taken place over and over and over for thousands of years to the same conclusion without a decision.

You will know how Liz Wheeler feels about it and how Chelsea Handler sort of feels about it in mocking Wheeler and pro-lifers, I guess, but it's pretty much the same as they felt about it yesterday and the day before, and how they'll feel about it tomorrow and next week. Neither one of them comes out ahead. So let the vitriol begin. It's what we do:



On top of it all comes along hi-tech to help maintain the anxiety if and where there was none before because it's what we do too. Then beyond hi-tech and the ability to horn in and judge all things not our business, we just love a fight. Face it. If we aren't in one or don't want one, we love to watch those who are. I don't know why. It's just what we do too. Tyler Durden might know -- he certainly does enough of it, but I don't.

Oh, look, fresh battle lines: "'East Palestine Residents May Already Be Undergoing DNA Mutations, Class Action Lawsuit Alleges. This whole town’s infected!”

Now, holy crap.