Oh, I can hear the collective groans of haters across the globe right now, lamenting my article choices and generally loathing the idea of another Kim Kardashian post. I feel your pain, however I make two exceptions for the personal Kardashian ban I have imposed on myself. You're not going to see any Kardashian red carpet shit or candids on the street from me. The only Kardashian content that slips through this tightly woven mesh of intolerance are bewbs and asses. Because let's face it folks, after all the shit Kim and her clan have pulled lately, all they have left to keep themselves relevant to those not perpetually mired in the bowels of trash media, is their formidable T&A potential. For the fans of the booty, like myself, the potential there is great. If I, Kardashian hater extraordinaire, can choose to live vicariously through dat ass, forgoing any acknowledgement of the rest, I'm sure you can too.