3. One fine pre-Glitter year in the halcyon nineties, Mariah Carey was nominated to win five Grammies (they're the music industry's version of the Oscars or Emmys, but without any cumbersome honor, prestige, or even meaning.) She arrived with one outfit on and four others in tow, so that she could change between each victory, and yet she failed to win a single category. Is this the finest moment in Grammy history? Is it schadenfreud to even laugh at such a thing? Or does the fact that it's Mariah Carey put a chink in the armor of the whole shameful-joy idea anyway?