Village Voice writer Nick Sylvester joins the ranks of defamed young journalists with his recent foray into research fabrication — i.e., he basically invented a (mostly unremarkable) scene that neatly summed up his thoughts in an article on Neil Strauss's The Game and its effect on NYC dating culture. The obviously weird thing is that the "research" he faked was the kind of thing that most young reporters would not even think of as "research." An assignment requiring lots of time in bars and nightclubs, watching people hit on each other? That's the kind of embedded journalism that a (now former) music writer should be able to handle, right?Disappointly, he doesn't really do much with the lies and deceit, making Sylvester the writer roughly 2000% less interesting than Stephen Glass who at least endeavored to write a riveting story with his fakery. It's also clear that Jayson Blair's jockstrap is still in need to transport when one finds that Sylvester quotes real people who he never, umm, interviewed. A note of reality: It's worth pointing out that the juvenile bs foisted upon us by Pitchforkers past and present simply enhances the excellence of journalism that matters from people like him, her, and her.