Tough times, eh, Hef?

I have taken great pride in canceling (fine, not renewing) my subscription to Playboy magazine a couple of years ago. I had my reasons:
1. I can get all the pics online. What more is there?
2. I can get all the celeb nipslips online, if I so desire.
3. The content started sucking beyond sucking. Once a year, they would interview a so-called 'conservative' and the other 11 would be someone telling me how someone with a view that wasn't completely in agreement with their wide-open lifestyle made me a close-minded retard. Go figure, the same group of folks that tell me not to say the word 'retard', let someone call me 'retard'. Ironic, ain't it? I couldn't take reading more of their drivel. I know this country has problems, but it sure seemed like a bright light was being shown on the crap pile on one side of the street, while the other side was allowed to say 'it was like this when we got here (40 years ago!)'. I don't like hypocrites.
4. And most importantly, Hugh Heffner is a giant hypocrite. Back in 1986, there was a centerfold named Teri Weigel. Well, Teri went and did porn and was blacklisted for doing so, losing all Grotto privileges and the keys to the Playboy Mansion. This happened in 1991. Now, Playboy has had Sasha Grey in the past 2 years and will have Bree Olson gracing the cover next month. Guess everyone else already figured out what I know-the internet is for social media, porn, and fantasy sports. That Playboy empire ought to be crumbling within the next 5 years, mark my words. And I won't have to miss the nekkid ladies, thank you for the internet, Al Gore!