So far as mindlessness goes, “I want it like this” was less aggressively anti-intellectual than exactly what Wolf had ready me personally for.
So far as mindlessness goes, “I want it like this” was less aggressively anti-intellectual than exactly what Wolf had ready me personally for. Yes, the essential literary conceit and style are dopey, but considering that the books are about rich children in Manhattan, the figures have actually high priced educations and highly developed sensory faculties of irony. In cases where a Bogner ski suit nudges the whole story along, it is only reasonable to indicate that so does a Marc Chagall artwork within the Guggenheim. These children relate to bulimia as “stress induced regurgitation” and wonder in cases where a magazine that is literary Red Letter ended up being known as in homage to Hester Prynne. Certain, these sources are only signifiers of characters’ elite places into the class pecking purchase, because one-dimensional as a couple of shorts with “Juicy” stamped over the ass.