I Just Ran Into Stephen Glass.

by Little Miss Attila on February 27, 2009

The poor dear does mean well, but he invited me to (1) do coke, and (2) gang-rape a college girl.

I had to explain, very gently, that many women—those who think they are anti-feminist, those who are merely equity feminists, and those who are FMJ capital-F Feminists—aren’t down with rape. Furthermore, I told him, those of us who have allergies and pulmonary issues are not interested in cocaine, as a general rule.

He seemed hurt, and now I feel kind of bad. Poor thing.

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USpace February 28, 2009 at 1:07 am

He must be nuts. Getting worse even, spiraling down. He just can’t help himself. He should just resign himself to writing fiction, and be happy with that.
here’s an absurd thought -
your Supreme God says
always respect journalists

who claim fiction as facts
but won’t write a novel


Darrell February 28, 2009 at 3:16 am

More kernels of truth than the New Republic ever hazarded.
Mr. Glass then caught a cab, hoping to make it to the local morgue for a quickie.


Ben Boychuk February 28, 2009 at 11:47 pm

That reference is… what? Thirteen years old? Awesome!

I missed CPAC this year. Too broke and nobody to pay my way this time. I saw you on blogger row last year, but I was much too intimidated to introduce myself. I’m such a putz.


I R A Darth Aggie March 1, 2009 at 2:16 pm

Oh, good, you didn’t break the Glass. That’s what I thought when I read your head.


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