Ah, The Black Table1—the Internet’s finest source of dubious “journalism.” Where else could you find such filthy, alcohol-fueled rants with a shred of respectability? The Black Table was a stalwart of the online community. They launched some writing careers (and buried some too), threw frequent parties, paid their taxes on time, and always had a big bag full of drugs for wayward teens who’d come to New York City to hit it big.
Today, we send the Tablers—A.J. Daulerio, Aileen Gallagher, Eric Gillin, and Will Leitch—out in style, with a Yankee Pot Roast Roast to paddle their asses as they walk for the door.
The Roastees Respond
The Black List: Funny for Nothing and We’re Dicks for Free by Jen Hubley
Believe the Hype? The Black Table by Tim Grierson
Will Leitch and Eric Gillin Use Instant Messenger to Defuse a Bomb by Rick Chandler
The Black Table: I Only Know Them for Networking Reasons by Joel Keller
A Quick Roast, Pt. I by Lindsay Robertson
A Quick Roast, Pt. II by Jeff Koyen
The Week in Craig by Amy Blair
Outgoing! by Nick Jezarian
Waxing Off: Thank You for Being a Friend by the Golden Girls