Letters to the Editor
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Rebecca Traister has the greatest job in the world
Well, she does. Goes to concerts, writes about 'em, gets PAID to write about 'em, and Salon publishes them.
And, as she hangs around in a bathrobe all day, she occasionaly pops online to check out the bitch-fest in the letters section, secure in the knowledge that there will always be a bitch-fest in the letters section.
And don't forget, you whiney losers, she gets paid for it. Your clever/dismissive/insightful prose hits the screen for free.
It sounded like a fun concert.
Keep 'em coming Traister.

