It wasn’t too long ago that when faced with a nonconfrontational line of questioning, but one he nevertheless did not appreciate as it dared to do anything but revere him for the hero he is, that Matt Taibbi’s go-to move was to throw a scalding hot cup of coffee in the face of his offender. When he had more time to plan his attack, it was extracting semen from horse, storing it in his refrigerator for weeks, baking it into a pie and then smashing it in the face of some nameless asshole. Does he currently have a vat of jizz sitting in his kitchen, ready and waiting for anyone who might offer an unfavorable review of his upcoming book, Griftopia, out November 2? Allegedly, no. In fact, Taibbi says over the course of his interview with the Observer to promote the new tome, he’s pretty much done with that and all the other stuff that’s come to made him tick over the last 40 years. Here is a list of things Taibbi claims to be giving up for at least the short-term (though don’t hold him to it): Continue reading »