OK, let's get some perspective here, people. She's a beauty pagent queen. Her entire life is an amalgam of vapidness and insincerity, rolled into a mind numbing spliff with chintz and chiffon, and then smoked, via self-immolation, before an audience of cultural gourmands and insensate toads. Why is anyone giving her any attention at all? Does no one realize that this type of fluffy puppy is only bred to be LOOKED AT? One should never, never LISTEN to them. Gads.
It's strange that she's, ahem, writing a book, to complain that her free speech was violated. Isn't publishing a book to protest a violation of the first amendment a little like killing yourself with a handgun to protest violations of the second amendment?
Well thank Wikipedia for their crack reporting. A quick review of the company's entry is truly illuminating. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Regnery_Publishing)
A book that is being published in November of this year needs to be finished, like, right about now. So that means this book was cranked out by a ghostwriter in two months or so, by some poor slob who has been following the case, and now they'll shove it through the editing cycle (copy editing, proofreading, art) in about four weeks, tweak it a bit, then dump it at the printer's, for a late August/early September deadline.
I pity the editor who has to work on a book like this so quickly, but if he or she works for Regnery, that person is probably already a miserable bitch, so nyah nyah, ha ha, your summer's fucked!
@BookishLookish: Gives new meaning to the term, "hired gun," does it not? Because that's probably what that poor schlub will be pointing at his or her own forehead before this craptacular missive is ready to go to press.
@valet_of_the_dolls:"On page 7, you can smell how unfairly Carrie was treated at that pageant. It has a robust bouquet of despair and disdain. Mixed with a hint of hairspray."
SPOILER ALERT: In Chapter XXIX, she deconstructs Emmanuel Levinas' criticism of Kierkegaard's religious beliefs through an imagined conversation between Sesame Street's Bert and Aretine, the physicist burned at the stake for falsifying in Dante's Inferno.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
@if_i_only_had_a_heart: So I think that what you're saying is that those of us who've been writing pretty much all of our lives but have failed to get anything published need to take this bitch down, and then haul ass to Lauren Conrad's house and do the same. Yes? No? Am I in the ballpark? I've never been very good at poetry.
@DahlELama: I'm not sure if that's what @if_i_only_had_a_heart was getting at but I'm with you. Count me in, just let me know when you've worked out the details.
Richard, no way. Reading through chicken scratch like that, you gotta be getting paid or there has to be a very large comedic reward. Which I doubt there is.
Purple ink on coral paper? I'd rather stab at my eyes with a pica ruler.
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I pity the editor who has to work on a book like this so quickly, but if he or she works for Regnery, that person is probably already a miserable bitch, so nyah nyah, ha ha, your summer's fucked!
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Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
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Say it ain't so, Hammy!
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Purple ink on coral paper? I'd rather stab at my eyes with a pica ruler.
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