Never Buy Esquire

I picked up the latest issue of Esquire as I rode the exercise bike last night. What a rag? It's 200 pages, 150 which are ads. The other 50 pages are filled with mind-numbing articles on self-righteous actors and irrelevant fashion designers (although there was a piece on Coach K...also known as The Rat). I didn't catch the price on the cover, but I'd bet it's at leats $5 or $6.