Terminator: Salvation has made it official; I need subtitles to understand Christian Bale. Either that or he needs to stop talking like he can't shit but is trying mightily to do so.
Schadenfreude has a strong presence on the internet, and my vote for its purest, most misanthropic expression is WreckedExotics.com. It is, as the name would indicate, a user-submitted photo gallery of rare, six-figure sports cars turned into piles of rubble by man or nature. Thus the world's wage-earners can visit the site (preferably at work, on the BMW-driving boss's dime) and relish in mental images of vacant yuppies distractedly yakking into a cellphone whilst driving their Ferrari into a rusted-out 1977 Ford Ranchero. Or a brick wall.
If you've ever seen an astronomically expensive Italian sports can manufactured after 1980 you realize that they all look like doorstops, flying wedges with about 4 inches of ground clearance and front bumpers low enough to mow lawns. And if you've ever wondered, as I have, what would happen if such a car impacted a normal vehicle at moderate to high speed – say, if a new ($289,000) Lamborghini assholed a Hyundai Entourage minivan – WreckedExotics provides the simple answer: The laws of physics take over.
The best part about that is that it happened to someone who isn't me. It's a veritable monument to passive-aggressive bitterness. And I'm OK with it.
(PS: Be sure to check out D-list comedian Eddie "Undercover Brother" Griffin trashing a $1.2 million Enzo Ferrari, one of about 100 in existence.)