Caught up as I was in yesterday’s discussion of hairy female legs, I didn’t mention the copy line on the new Vanity Fair cover that basically says “if Bob Dylan deserves a Nobel prize, why not Adele?” In response to which HE commenter “Mr. Sunset Terra Cotta” asked this morning if “anyone else felt as if the doomsday clock took a big jump forward when you saw that copy line? Even as a joke that’s a scary sign of how fucked up and narcissistic we are.” HE comment: The Vanity Fair front-cover copy writer, obviously female, is so caught up in her aggressively positivist, p.c. femme-Nazi bullshit that she actually half-believes Adele’s body of work approaches the value of Mr. Zimmerman’s. Words fail.
