Jesus.

This is painful to watch. Honestly, it hurts. Watch as Gawker editor Emily Gould gets ripped to shreds by Jimmy Kimmel, standing in for Larry King. (It doesn’t seem to be embeddable, and I can’t say I blame them. Props to Em for putting it up at all.) Jimmy takes her to task for their “Gawker Stalker” maps, which are probably the coolest fucking thing in the world, and which have been copied by plenty of different websites. One such map accused Kimmel of being drunk, when he was, in fact, walking home with his aunt after a one-year-old’s birthday party (?). And how terribly unfair of Gawker, then, to insinuate that a man who once hosted a show entirely about chugging beer and ogling women might, in fact, be inebriated. What has Kimmel done to deserve such misunderstanding?

Page Six, absolutely fucking gleeful to watch their nemesis go down in flames, managed to take a break from their Gawker-got-called-out happy dance to pen a scathing and totally unnecessary item about the flogging today. It’s really fair how Page Six brands Gould’s defense of herself and her employer as “haughty.” You know, you never hear that term used with a man. A male talking head in the same situation would have been “striking back,” “aggressive,” or even just “explaining himself.” Emily Gould? She’s “haughty.” Fuck that. I watched the tape. She wasn’t haughty, she was sticking up for herself. There was nothing haughty about Gould in that interview.

In fairness, Gould was clearly not expecting or prepared for this line of questioning. She handled herself well under the circumstances, but she could have prepped more thoroughly. She was blind-sided, that much clear by her face, and someone more experienced would have responded more calmly.

Kimmel makes the statement to Gould that he doesn’t “know why anyone would buy advertising on a website.” As Gawker points out later that day, perhaps Kimmel ought to ask the marketing folks at Jimmy Kimmel Live why anyone would buy advertising on a website, as the show recently bought ads on both Egotastic and The Superficial. Cute.

I dunno, I lost a lot of respect for Kimmel after watching this. He was in a bad mood, and I suppose he was trying to prove he could do “serious” television, and he really ought to have picked on someone his own size. His points don’t hold up. Celebrities these days know what celebrity means. You went to those auditions, Jimmy. Walked there with your own damn feet. You pitched those shows. You wanted to be a big star. You wanted people to write about you. People write about you now, Jimmy. Take the good with the bad, asshole. The Man Show did those candid segments that fucked with real people’s lives. I bet they didn’t all think it was as funny as you did. Oh, and remember how you left your wife of 14 years, with whom you had two children, for Sarah Silverman? Just checking, Mister Morality. Stick to sports and drinking beer and ogling women, Jimmy.

I’m just not sure. I’m never sure with him. Check out this video of Andy being forcibly escorted off the set of Jimmy Kimmel’s show after getting a little handsy with Ivanka Trump (who, despite all the shit I talk about her, always manages to come off very classy and artciulate).

Check out Kimmel’s mucho funny Federline-drowning monologue at last night’s AMAs.

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Last night, Pam Anderson wore this gold ensemble both to Hyde and on Jimmy Kimmel’s talk show. I suppose the real question is, which did she do first? From her behavior on Jimmy’s show, I sure hope she was doing some drinking beforehand.