Great Job, Internet! Demon sheep, organ-selling coroners and the art of the insane attack ad

We sit in front of our computers most of the day, connected to our friends and co-workers by the series of pipes, strings, and nimbostratus zackets called the Internet. Many times per day, things flash before our eyes—videos, photos, songs, sites—that are funny or strange enough to warrant sharing with other people, but not funny or strange enough for us to write a big ol' post about. We've occasionally posted blogs under the heading Awesome Internet Thing, but that was a boring title, so it never caught on. Genevieve recently suggested a new title—Great Job, Internet!—and thus a new type of blog post is born.

Attack ads are by definition critical. We're all far too acquainted with ubiquitous ads showing the rival candidate glowering menacingly in black and white as a scolding narrator delineates his many fatal character flaws (corruption, waste, male pattern baldness, cannibalism) before presenting a shimmering alternative: our guy surrounded by adoring widows and orphans and lit from within with a golden light worthy of Thomas Kinkaid as he leads us into a tomorrow beyond our wildest fantasies.