I hear the introduction is by “The Man in the Boat”.
Seriously, folks, the New York Literary Establishment
has so overdone their own navel-gazing, in the form of their
never-ending fascination with themselves as a culturally indispensable social group, that it’s only natural one of their ilk moves southward several inches to examine another
body part.
I also hear she snagged Al Gore to write the afterword, which explores in finest academic interdisciplinary style, the connection between Global Warming and the Global Vagina.
Of course, it was probably the cheap-to-produce play
“The Vagina Monologues” that made this Wolf book possible.
I knew Naomi was headed for insanity when I read something
by her which devoted thousands of words to the significance
of horny old Professor Harold Bloom, muttering some flattering
words to her, as he reached under the table to touch her knee. She got so into the significance of that one moment in
time you’d think she’d discovered some kind of Sexual General Theory of Relativity. This kind of crap is just the
academic equivalent of a frivolous lawsuit, where a fender-bender at 2 MPH is seen as the cause of permanent disability.
I am reminded of some of the cautionary myths of the ‘vagina dentata’ which is Latin for ‘toothed vagina’. An old folk tale which cautions that sex with such a woman could cause the castration of a male.
Carl Jung had a lot to say about such women and archetypes. I think Ms. Wolfe may have uhhhh bitten off more than she can chew.
LOL
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vagina_dentata
Ahh, my favorite Hemingway story: The Old Man in the Boat.