Dear Mr. and Mrs. Clinton,

Recently the NY Times wrote up yet another article on your marriage. It appears that the national press seems determined to explore your lives to the point of ignoring other things. And while I understand it must be frustrating, I ask you to consider the paraphrased words of a great American President, "Ask not about the media's obsession with your fucking, ask what you can do to make the press do its fucking job."

To that end I have a suggestion.

Please write up a number of booklets detailing every sordid detail of your lives the American press would seem to enjoy. If possible include pictures.

Then make it known to reporters far and wide that 50 stories on important things will earn them a booklet.

And then maybe, just maybe, I can read intellegent news somewhere other than the blog of a fucking cartoonist (no offense Tom).

I know it's a lot to ask, but please, your country needs you.

Thanks.