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10.26.2014

Pathetic Privilege by Kevin D. Williamson

Wow, I just read this article about Lena Dunham from National Review by Kevin D. Williamson that totally knocked my socks off.

Maybe I'll say something snarky to LD on twitter; like "I bet you think being on the cover of National Review is the biggest joke in town" #wheninfactyouarethebiggestjokeintown.  Or maybe not.  Maybe I'll just let that tweet never exist except for in this blog post.



Williamson FINALLY says what no one else has; Lena Dunham is over-hyped, deserving of WAY less critical praise and attention than she's received.  Or maybe he's not saying that.  Maybe I'm the one who's saying that.  And let me just make the side point; she deserves praise for Tiny Furniture, since that movie had awesome shots and a relatable storyline (relatable for me anyway).  However, TF is a loosely auto-biographical story about an extremely self-absorbed college student.  And, at 28, Lena Dunham is still that self-absorbed college student.  It's painful for me to listen to her in interviews, I immediately have to turn it off, since her voice is the whiny, giggly prattling of a coddled girl who's all-to-eager to discuss herself, and then listen to someone else discuss her.

And double wow, Williamson delves into the source for this coddled-self absorption; LD grew up in a $6.25 million Tribecca apartment, visited homework therapists and child psychologists, was carried into her parents bed by her father every night until she was about 12, attended private schools her whole life, was raised by nannies, and the list goes on and on until you practically want to hurl.  And this is the life of a woman who is claiming to be the voice of her generation.  Again, as I stated in an earlier post, who is placing her in this leadership position?  Pick a new leader, people.

Um, yeah, so at least someone else out there is immersed enough in reality to see through this woman.  I'm so tired of listening to her in interviews; with Jeff Garlin, Alec Baldwin, Marc Maron, Terri Gross, all of whom tell her that she's great, she's bright, they are so wow-ed by her, she's got something interesting to say.  Williamson makes the point that someone so coddled and "cloistered" in privilege could have nothing significant to say.  He describes the

economic and intellectual cloisters in which she has lived her life [as the] emotional equivalent of Sing-dynasty foot-binding.  Intended to bring her nearder to perfection, they have instead left her disfigured and disabled.

She reminds me a little of Bill Gates, in that people say he never had to grow up because he never had to worry about loans, or job interviews, etc. and the end result is that he's a bit of a unsocialized dick.  Lena Dunham strikes me as sickening self-absorbed, and her fame is only serving to fuel this tendency.  My wish is that we would put her on mute, since it's entirely impossible for someone so self-involved to stop prattling.    

So anyway, yeah.  Just had to share that.  Cuz if we're going to talk about Lena Dunham at all (wish that we wouldn't), let's be sure to keep that conversation negative.  Or what I mean to say is, almost entirely bereft of praise.

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