To recap your closing question, JB, What the bleeping hell is wrong with her I propose a three point, synergistic answer as follows:
1) Grandiose narcissism
2) the mistaken belief that she's got where is entirely due to her own innate talent and hard work instead of a combination of felicitous timing and marrying actual talent and
3) Cocaine
Other than the fact that at least three of the bougie free-range spa-cows butchers/organic non-shadow-casting veggie stores where she lives sell a very expensive range of Colombian's most lucrative export under the counter, and the Dunning Kruger klaxon that goes off every time she opens her vile mouth, I have NO evidence for #3 whatsoever.
It would certainly explain things though, not least of all the permanently badly bleached/dyed "highlights" meant to make her face look less wide.
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In the spirit of the recap here is the bit of her inane article that irked me and resulted in the previous comment from JB:
Fear of death
Well, this is a very basic fear, and I totally get it. But if there is to be a male feminism, this would be a good issue to have as a primary campaign: a putative “GOOD NEWS, MEN — MEDICINE CAN SAVE YOU!” message. It feels very different for women. It seems like half the women I know of my age have triumphed over serious illness.
We almost have “survive breast cancer” on our To-Do Lists around the age of 50. Within ten minutes of feeling a lump, we’ve booked into the doctors and googled “sexy chemo wig”. We’re ready
so some of the older thread titles nominations were *slightly* out of date).
