No No, We Think It’s A Wonderful Opportunity For You, Megan
Posted on August 21st, 2007 by Gavin M.
Above: OMG, her again
Why, sir, you’re turning my poor head
21 Aug 2007 01:32 pmI know that the sweet, sweet, bloggy love which has greeted my arrival at The Atlantic cannot go on much longer. But it sure is fun while it lasts. I never knew so many people cared.
How long until this creature emits a book proposal? …Oh God, it’ll be a novel, won’t it? A semi-autobiographical novel.
Update: Clif once again rules the planet.
We love you too Megan. Thanks to you, I learned that my lifetime illness is, well, technically it isn’t my fault with it being genetic but really because other people get sick because they don’t take care of themselves, it must be guilt by association. Also, next time I visit an art gallery I shall be sure to ask if the piece I am admiring was made in a sweatshop.
I’m really looking forward to future columns. May I suggest that you argue that penal colonies are a good alternative to prison or that poor houses are a more humanitarian alternative to welfare.
I’m picturing a cross between Dog Days and Atlas Shrugged….too bad for Jane Galt that the Penguin Group doesn’t overpay advances by the word!
Ok, first off, she ain’t cute. Looks like a Pound Puppy even in the photoshopped publicity photo.
Second, how long until she starts whining about being victimized, and making a big deal about her gender in the process?
Argh… I meant debtors prisons. For some reason the word escaped me.
Dear Meggles.
It’s not about you, this outpouring. It’s about your employer. The Atlantic Monthly is a fucking institution and, while most people’s opinion of AM started slipping back when it became the classiest anti-Clinton organ in the fever swamp, it’s sad to watch it fall so far. Their go-to person for gay issues is Rauch, for feminist issues is Caitlin Flanagan(!). Their token lefty blogger is goddamn Yglesias, bless his oblivious hide. And they stopped running the puzzle. You’re just getting the attention because you’re the latest nail in that pine box, and that makes none of us happy.
Ok, first off, she ain’t cute. Looks like a Pound Puppy even in the photoshopped publicity photo.
Second, how long until she starts whining about being victimized, and making a big deal about her gender in the process?
How do you reconcile your first point with the second?
Er, Ms. McArdle, if they’re piling on in the comments at Sadly, No!, Alicublog, Reason and High Clearing, it’s not because you’re doing something right.
His Grace said,
August 21, 2007 at 21:21
Argh… I meant debtors prisons. For some reason the word escaped me.
What do you think the bankruptcy bill was for?
Where are you at if your house has been forclosed on and you can’t declare chapter 7….. republican utopia…..human hell on earth.
Megan has the lips of ambition. Too bad she has no soul.
To tell the truth, I’m kind of hoping that Flanagan and McArdle will start fighting with each other immediately. They’re both members of the cosseted, privileged “post-feminist” generation of wingnut apologists — women who’ve made their reputations on being the Only Woman (Permitted) in the Boy’s Club. Both have made a big careerist deal about how superior rational, manly men are to all those other women out there, forever whinging about “fairness” and “human rights” and similar gooey emotional stuff that means nothing to The Rationalists. You can’t put two female performers like this in the same vaudeville show without expecting them to turn on each other. In fact, that may have been just why McArdle was hired instead of any of the far more talented female political bloggers… nothing like a good cat-fight to inspire the wanker troops, eh?
So: Look for a McArdle post expressing her admiration for those mature women who, *despite* the challenges of living off their husbands’ generous incomes and supervising a squadron of nannies, maids & publicists, *still* manage to produce a steady stream of poor-mouthing about how their mommies never loved them enough. To be followed, in due time and print, by a 20-page Flanagan piece being very, very alarmed (yet tender, even sentimental) about the “new class” of lazy female self-promoters who aren’t smart enough to realize that being the only girl at the tough guys’ bar is just a temporary balm for the soul-crushing emptiness of not having snagged an understanding husband and popped out at least 2.3 adorable child-accessories…
I’ve got a nickel here says she writes a poor imitation of Atlas Shrugged.
That would be one piss-poor book indeed.
I’ve got a nickel here says she writes a poor imitation of Atlas Shrugged.
That would be one piss-poor book indeed.
Hard to say. When Budweiser set out to make a poor imitation of human urine, they somehow managed to come up with something just a little tastier than the original.
So, let’s see, she sucks, there’s a consensus that she sucks, and everyone’s telling her she sucks…hey, there are markets in everything!
I have to say, I did like the “great art made in sweatshops” thing, because it’s a kind of exhilarating idea that you can just knowingly say something completely counterfactual to bolster your worldview.
Wasn’t the U.S. Capitol designed by RZA and built by the Wu-Tang Clan? Megan? Anybody?
I just can’t believe they let Randians out into the light of day. Most people I know gave up trying to argue in favor of Rand’s world view in the tenth grade, right before they read, “The Stranger” and six months ahead of their Tom Robbins phase.
The Atlantic Monthly started sucking really hard when they took the fucking puzzle out. If they drop “Word Detectives,” I am so canceling my subscription.
It’s really bugging me trying to figure out who she reminds me of, appearance-wise. The best I can come up with is a tranny version of Parker Posey, but there’s something else in there too that I can’t pinpoint.
Maybe I should have said “tranny-er version of Parker Posey.”
I guess in this particular picture she looks like a combination of him and her, which might mean she’s gets drunk and abusive toward herself over cereal binges.
Wasn’t the U.S. Capitol designed by RZA and built by the Wu-Tang Clan? Megan? Anybody?
I thought that was George, Bootsy, and Bernie.
Don’t need to, bubba. It’s two separate issues, which I addressed in succession. Plus, maybe, I have a weakness for a certain type of goading.
I’m with Michael up above, there. It’s about The Atlantic Monthly. Emerson. Longfellow. Twain. They published King’s “Letter From a Birmingham Jail” fer chrissake … and their latest writer asks this question:
“Sweatshop copies of great art. Weren’t many of the originals produced in similar factory-like conditions?”
Holy fucking fuckedy fuck.
Truth to tell, I’ve never really gotten past my Tom Robbins phase…
mikey
Plus, maybe, I have a weakness for a certain type of goading.
Maybe?
Speaking of Ana Marie, I saw a bunch of copies of “Dog Days” at the beach outlet mall last weekend for $3.99, hardcover.
Didn’t buy one.
Dude, how’s about you go back to the thread where someone said “i’d hit that” and take issue with something worth notice?
I insult her looks just like I insult… Carey Roberts’s looks. Yes, I am a lookismist, and I realize I just mind raped her, but again, oy.
Sorry about the mind rape joke. I’m an ass, but I should be better than that.
Still annoying to be singled out now like a lone speeder on the autobahn.
Sweatshop copies of great art. Weren’t many of the originals produced in similar factory-like conditions?
and taking this further- women were once not allowed to read or write, but her case maybe they were on to something.
James Fallows makes my Atlantic subscription worthwhile. And of course, Josh Green on Rove in the last issue was perfect.
McMegan, not so much.
I know that the sweet, sweet, bloggy love which has greeted my arrival at The Atlantic cannot go on much longer.
Not so, toots. Mocking third-string Marie Antoinette impersonators never goes out of style.
Hideous twat. Gah, American women are odious.
The takedown of Michael Gerson was also quite informative. I loved how this sham claimed to write at Starbuck’s to get close to “the people.” Another mediocrity exposed in the Bush administration. Indexed under Flies, dropping.
I swear to god, she’s my sister’s evil twin. It’s really disturbing.
I guess in this particular picture she looks like a combination of him and her, which might mean she’s gets drunk and abusive toward herself over cereal binges.
Jesus, who is the her (LG Paula2)? She is one of the scariest woman I have ever seen.
Paula Poundstone.
Shorter Megan:
“If we throw grandma out of the lifeboat does that mean I get her food?”
Hey, don’t be dumping on Paula Poundstone.
She’s a good person.
I think Megan needs a hug…
oh come on, she linked to me once when she was jane galt.
but then, so has everyone else.