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While Salon certainly serves a myriad of readers of all ages and stations in life, and should certainly continue to do so, as a 23 year old reader, I'm getting weary of the sudden emphasis on articles about marriage and babies. None of them have been powerful or engaging, just a bunch of narrissistic and very spoiled suburban women feeling the need to lament the sudden changes they have to make after childbirth. I hardly believe that reclaiming one's libido warrants the same attention that, say, the recent elections in the Middle East, do.
Hell, even Oprah freying James is more entertaining than Ms. Williams' posturing as a recovering sex-kitten. Personally, I've never trusted people who need to brag about their prowess, that always makes me think they're compensating for something.
Fluff like this doesn't belong on the front page. Tuck it away in Life, or Families Who Think. Between this tripe and Ayelet Waldman's neurotic ramblings about her offspring (who else needed a good long shower after that last squicky piece about her son?) I am seriously soured on the prospect of ever being a mom.
Please, Salon, remember that not all of your readers are ready for the mini-van yet!