I've joked so much about the empty-headed world of Greenwich Girl as seen through her "newsletter." I've spoken about how simple-minded, how spoiled and silly, how vacuous she must be. I've gone on about how she represents all that is evil about what America (and the West) have evolved into, and the degradation her and her ilk forces upon all of us.
But this week's edition, this week's reportage, can no longer be laughed at. It is seriously offensive. It is as if she deliberately wishes to present to the world a person, a world, of privilege and wealth to offend. She gloats in her new pink pants, the diversity of a scarf, and the joy of shopping. She revels in the most superficial banalities that the poorly bred, with money, finds important. She reminds us why we are hated around the world: for her. She reminds us how much we hate wealth without responsibility.
"As we all know, mixing + matching pastels = you can never go wrong! Whether your sailing the waves or strolling through Saks , this combo of must-have casual yet chic wardrobe essentials does not."
Can you imagine the mind that can write this and actually think it's admirable? That she wishes to share this knowledge of nothing with others? That does not feel shame at holding these thoughts and opinions? Can you imagine such a mind? Can you imagine such a person?
I could not imagine even carrying on a conversation with such a thing as this.
It is no longer funny. It is no longer fodder for sarcastic humor. It is hateful, infuriating and sad. And it's something she will never understand.
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