The world is brimming with haters ready and more than willing to tell you just how much you suck and can't do a damn thing right. But never mind them. If you've got something to express, it's your responsibility to express it.
In the best tie-up since that time I made myself a Vodka and skim milk out of sheer desperation, Aol and Yahoo may merge. It'd be just like Voltron, if Voltron were a rotten egg riding atop a ruptured spleen.
What's the Horsemen of the Apocalypse count at now? One higher! AOL (sorry, Aol.) is pulling off the desperation-level equivalence of calling your ex a hundred times in a row by enlisting the Jonas Brothers. You're reading that correctly.