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i've read almost all of wurtzel's work because i've had a lot of women in my life who impressed hack 'feminist' writing on me at a young and passive age. i don't deny that she's a babe, in fact, i think it's one of the only reasons her books have sold so well. i would even say she uses her looks as a crutch for her weak writing, which is just tacky in the literary scope. a more honest title for her books would be "memoirs of a broken hot girl" - her addiction-saturated sardonic wit is all too common in female writers who have nothing else of interest to write about but abuse that they suffered. i find it funny that you would point to wurtzel as being an example of a woman who transcends validation when her whole career is an almost desperate search for validation that cloaks itself in aggressive histrionics and nice tits or what she would call "tragic beauty" and what i would call "JAP narcissism"

she's obtuse and long-winded and raw in a way which isn't laudable, and her arrogance overshadows almost anything of value she contributes to the discussion of gender, sexism, and stereotypes because it is inauthentic. i don't deny that bitch and prozac nation were interesting in a way abortions or thalidomide victims are interesting, i just think that labelling her as an intelligent author is a bit of a longshot. then again, there are hordes of teenage girls who will agree with your assessment of her hot brilliance.



That's an excellent reply, but I disagree that it is limited to merely teenage girls thinking Liz is brilliant. She has a pretty staunch following amongst women 30-40 years old who are single, professionally successful yet underachieving, sexually frustrated, chemically saturated and childless...oh, and clinically depressed... (at least that is what I remember reading on the last article about her being the latest, hottest spokesperson for Women suffering from Depression. What is fucked is if you listen to her, she flat out states she never wanted to write about depression, she just wanted to tell her story, which is a hallmark of a great / gifted writer, to be shanghaied and shunted along some thematic railroad you never fucking intended...)

This thread was about (roundabout) the symbolic representation of female sexuality manifesting itself via male ejaculations....or not, whereby it is just murdering a lot of sperm. It's subjective. However, If you read some of Liz's quotes and juxtapose them with the images of Delilah and Kelly in my original post, you might see why I casually mentioned her as a example of a woman who would NOT necessarily need to be doused in semen to feel sexy, but WOULD accept her objectification (Ejaculation Nation) simply because she wants it or because it mirrors how she feels in one of her manic highs or lows...which really is what I always figured a woman wearing 8 loads of cum would fall into, complete ecstasy or total depression.

Sample Liz Quote(s): "Insanity is knowing that what you're doing is completely idiotic, but still, somehow, you just can't stop it."

"...occasionally I wished I could walk through a picture window and have the sharp, broken shards slash me to ribbons so I would finally look like I felt."


James, did the chicks ever have "gold card wars" when you were there?
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