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Unlike some others who have responded on this, I am paying for this drivel (a decision I'll have to rethink, since I agree with a previous writer that Salon's quality is in decline as of late). And drivel is precisely what it is. Has there ever been a more self-involved yet utterly meaningless story written? It could have been summed up--much less painfully--as follows:
I am a dupe.
I know that I am a dupe.
I don't care that I am a dupe.
It's no big deal that I've been duped, since others have been as well.
Because I think it's no big deal to have been duped, it should not be a big deal to anyone else that they've been duped as well.
My husband is clearly much smarter than I am.
That this pointless blather was even considered a story is puzzling; that it was the TOP STORY is utterly ridiculous.