Dear Chris Colfer   By Alex Wilburn   Chris, I recently wrote a
rather harsh critique of your prime-time depiction of the gay
high school experience, which I completely stand behind -- I
still think Kurt is being played like some strange out-dated
joke -- however, you were just so endearing and sharp in
the presence of Chelsea Handler, compared to say... Jason
Stackhouse, that I had to write a follow-up.  I won't pretend
like Chelsea didn't totally pull open the closet door when you
weren't looking. Ah! Wasn't it just like that holiday party
where you tried to give the wink-eye to Mom so she wouldn't say
anything about your Leonardo DiCaprio poster in front of
conservative, yet wealthy Aunt Gladys, and then she did it
anyway? But you totally rolled with it and you nodded with just
a touch of earnest apprehension, and good for you, especially
since you weren't out in high school and now it's on national
television. Chelsea's right. "Seriously, don't be shy about
that, because there was that whole hub-bub befor