A guide to what we’re barely putting up with this week.
Pictures of Banksy’s “Dismaland bemusement park” exhibit. It’s almost as fascinatingly bleak as Eurodisney.
GSN’s completely unnecessary home-improvement-through-Steampunk show, Steampunk’d. The solution to home renovation is never, “Get a steampunk guy to do it.”
Pecan Pie-flavored M&Ms. Aren’t M&M-flavored M&Ms enough?
We Are Your Friends, aka Friends Don’t Let Friends Become DJs. A coming-of-age DJ movie in 2015 is the equivalent of a coming-of-age rollerblading movie in 1992.
MTV’s annual reminder of why you stopped watching MTV: The VMAs. Every year, MTV builds a giant, pulsating, retina-irritating thunderdome where the most exciting thing that could possibly happen is Miley Cyrus giving side-eye to Taylor Swift.
Rand Paul selling copies of the Constitution autographed (by Rand Paul) for $1,000 each. Anything signed by Rand Paul is, by definition, worthless. Rand Paul could sign a check for $1,000, and it still wouldn’t be worth $1,000.
Dispatches from Burning Man. All those dusty sunburned breasts, metal garbage piles, and designer yurts would look like art to you too if you were baking in the desert for five days pretending that money doesn’t exist.