Letters to the Editor
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Salon, haven't you had enough of this guy by now?
I won't even bother addressing this letter to Cary. The man is so self-absorbed and misanthropic -- as evidenced by his weekly masturbatory sessions masquerading as an advice column -- I'm sure my disdain for him will only register as warm ATTENTION on his emotional geiger counter. So instead I ask Salon.com as a whole: Isn't it time to pull the plug on this a-hole?
Why, you ask?
Just re-read this column. Is it really about the LW and her understandable but needless concerns over a harmless bachelor party and the one tomboy who's going with? (Every guy clatch has one of these female hangers-on, my dear, so not to worry. And, frankly, that's all Cary needed to say.) Or is this piece about Cary's own cynicism, wrapped up in prolix self-loathing sagas filled with tons of...name-dropping? Did Sartre really belong in this piece? Did we really need 2,500 words on the subject? Do we REALLY care what Cary thinks any more?
And to those of you who actually LIKE this sh*t, ask yourselves this: Do you really understand what he's driving at here, or were you just hypnotized by the soporific rhythms of Cary's arrogance? Because when you really grasp his point, you realize there's no there there. NO WONDER the man is in existential crisis.