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Friday, February 27, 2004
 
On the train the middle-aged white lady spots an ambiguously ethnic twentysomething girl reading The House of Mirth and almost shits her skirt. She reaches forward to tap the cute girl, whose coat is all shaggy and whose awesome shoes look like wrestling shoes, and she's like "Oh my, isn't that book exquisite?" The girl takes her iBuds out of her ears and is like "Huh wha?" so the lady has to repeat the "exquisite" line. Well, my girl is game, and she tries conversing with this lady, but it's not gonna be easy. First, the Lady tells the girl how the book will end. Nice one, bhortch. Then the Lady just wants to show off how proud she is of the nation's youth, and I think this conversation qualifies as the most "adventure" this lady has had since she let some boy touch her pearls back at Wellesley twenty years ago. Plus she is loudly showing off that only knows one adjective, and she pronounces it like it's got four syllables: "Exquisite. Exquisite. Ex-quiz-it-tuh. EXQUISITE."
     Shut up, Lady! Everything you've ever read is exquisite? Because now see she has taken it upon herself to give the girl an impromptu -- and utterly unsolicited -- list of recommendations. Fuck! "Oh, you should read Prodigal Summer, by Barbara Kingfisher [sic]. It's not a an old book, but it's exquisituh." She then takes a chance, suggesting the daring Pride and Prejudice or something.
     ("I love period pieces," said the girl a few stops before the Kingsolver incident, "I'm totally hooked on Masterpiece Theatre." Trying to be friendly, find a connection, and to which Lady replied "Oh, I don't really watch television." ARGH! She gets uglier the more she talks.)
     "Um, I really like Lawrence, too," says my girl, "I just finished Lady Chatterley's Lover and I loved it."
     THE FUCKING LADY ACTUALLY BLUSHES, saying "Ooh! Don't admit that out loud on the train!" I half expect her to say "Scandalous!" and fan her stupid face with a doily. I pull my hood over my head in broadly telegraphed exasperation, hoping that someone fat and condescending will notice and SHUT HER DOILY HOLE, but I get dizzy from the funk in the hood and pass out for a while, which is almost as good.
     There are some really wonderful people out there. I am one of them. I think people like me should be selected by the government as Sacred Executioners of The Intolerably Loud Fucktards, and given fancy curved daggers or twirling-bladed face-blender sticks. I can't even bear to transcribe some of the other things this... I keep wanting to say "walrus" but her weight's got nothing to do with it, eeerrrgggggghhh... this beast-lady said. Awfulness exists, and though I could make a case for this lady's extinction, as SEotILF, I wouldn't have to. I'd be untouchable. Anybody I face-blended would be declared, ipso facto and post mortem, to be a Fucktard. I win. Your corpse is exquisite, beeyotch!

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"from whence"
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fake-o reviewer verbs:
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trying children "as adults"
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"drownded"
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misuse of reflexive pronouns, as when someone says "Please talk to Bob or myself." Come on people now. "Myself" is not just a fancy version of "me"! LEARN IT.
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