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You can add "blogger hurt my feelings" to the list of go-to topics for columnists having a hard time finding something to write about. The latest example comes from the pages of Time, where book critic Lev Grossman takes on Ed Champion of While admitting that he's fair game, Grossman still feels the sting of Champion's barbs: "I do know that in the past Edward Champion has called me...'the Uwe Boll of the book reviewing world.'" (Boll, the man responsible for House of the Dead and BloodRayne, is widely believed to be the worst director in the world, if not of all time.)" But, at the end of an essay filled with tortured superhero metaphors, Grossman extends the olive branch, saying,

"After all, at the end of the day, we're not so different, you and I. Except that I'm getting paid for this."

Zing! Take that, blogger! Although having read the essay once again, we're going to have to say that, yeah, the fact that he got paid for it is pretty impressive.

My Mortal Enemy [Time]
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