Will wonders never cease: professional self-promoter Emily Gould recently accused feminist blogs of stoking their readers' outrage to "gin up page views." Gould's case in point is a reported piece by Jezebel's Irin Carmon about how the Daily Show, every liberal's favorite fake newscast, is actually bit of a boys' club. It's an odd target for a screed against baseless outrage because Carmon marshals a lot of evidence to support her thesis.

The fact that the Daily Show hasn't hired a permanent female correspondent in seven years should give us pause. What's worse is that they decided to break the dry spell with Olivia Munn.

Munn is best known as the co-host of the G4 network's video game review Attack of the Show! She has also had a relatively undistinguished acting career, mostly bit parts in blockbusters, B movies, and forgettable TV. She has no professional background to speak of in improv or stand up, yet she was vaulted over other female comics who have been making their bones for years. Her geek credentials are dubious at best, apart from her willingness to dress up as a slave girl and sign autographs at comic conventions.

"Olivia Munn has the sexual subtlety of a gay pride parade float," wrote Eric Spitznagel in Vanity Fair. That's not quite fair. Gay pride floats are camp. Munn plays a pathetic character but she takes her act very, very seriously.

Here's what Munn had to say about people (read: women) who noticed that after all these years, the Daily Show finally hired another lady: “I never tried to use anything besides my own sweat and blood and talent to get somewhere. I think that anyone who’s out there trying to bring down why any woman would get anywhere, or why we’re different, just needs to fucking turn her fucking computer off, take the sandwich out of her mouth and go for a goddamn walk fucking walk. You know what? Just walk it off, bitch. Just walk it off, bitch.”

What a kidder! We feminists totally need to lighten up.

Emily Gould and Olivia Munn would have you believe that women are just hating on Munn because she's so pretty and sexy. Actually, nobody cares that Munn's good looks and overt sexuality have helped her get ahead in show business. That's pretty much a given in the entertainment industry. Who cares if she posed for Maxim? These days, that's standard for ambitious young women in Hollywood.

What's exasperating is that Munn has gotten famous with a shtick based on unalloyed self-abasement and misogyny. She plays the nerdy hot chick who will gleefully do anything for male approval. "Olivia Munn is a woman who gives geeks a great name," gushes Ask Men. With endorsements like that, who needs feminist critics?

Munn often addresses her AOTS viewers as "gentlemen," just to reassure the fanboys that she's all about the male gaze. (We all know real women don't play video games, right?) She's studiously non-threatening to men but vicious to women, especially those who see something undignified about her act.

Munn's most famous performance involved jumping into a pie wearing a French maid costume. The setup: If AOTS fans submitted a certain number of signatures on a petition demanding that Congress institute a National Pie Week, Munn would jump into a pie. The stunt perfectly sums up Munn's approach to comedy: She didn't take the plunge because she thought the idea was funny and trusted that her audience would, too. The joke was that she'd have to jump if enough dudes asked her to.

You'll be shocked, shocked to learn that the scene ended with her wallowing on all fours in chocolate pudding screaming "Nom, nom, nom!" while her male co-host applied additional whipped topping to her face with a giant spoon. (Video.)

Munn once told Complex magazine that she aspired to do a photo shoot with cum in her eye, ostensibly as an homage to the film "There's Something About Mary." It's all part of her highly marketable comic persona as a smart woman who revels he her own degradation and dares other women to criticize her for it.

Another famous clip from AOTS shows Munn, hands behind her back, gulping down a dripping raw hot dog suspended from the ceiling by a string.