If I read all the vile stuff about me on the Internet, I’d never come to work. I’d scamper off and live my dream of being a cocktail waitress in a militia bar in Wyoming.Nice to know you have lofty visions, Maureen Dowd.
(It's the anonymity/pseudonymity thing. There was an article a couple of days ago coming down heavily toward identifiable-at-all-times, but I forgot where I saw it. I'm a pseudonym fan myself, but so far the arguments for [responsible] anonymity still hold. I'd love to know whether that poet Pessoa she cites was any good [wrote and reviewed himself under other names]. Normally Ms. Dowd goes unread in these parts, and I'd like to keep it that way.)
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