
I mean, we all have a copy of Capitol Advantage's CONGRESS AT YOUR FINGERTIPS and we all know how to access the SOPR lobbyist filing site but this GQ list is like watching the Oscars and deciding that Martin Scorsese, Leonardo DiCaprio, and Denzel Washington are the biggest dogs in Hollywood.
This list is a great Who's Who reference for the next Clinton White House (Nancy Jacobson Penn made the list?! Are you fucking serious?! Raise your hand if you've ever set foot in that bitch's house. No one? Ok seriously, if I want to smell my own farts with eleven other assholes I'll pony up forty dollars and buy some brandy glasses)
I'm only happy that a restaurant (a franchise steak house, no less) and a dead president beat out actual people who work/live/gladhand in the city.
GQ, tighten your shit up. Oh, and Conde Nast, word on the street is that you're hemorrhaging money. Might want to tighten the tourniquet on your finances or, you know, learn how to make an e-publication or something.