Yeah, I’m Not for Everyone.’ Lena Dunham comes to terms with herself.

The Cut ^ | November 26, 2018 | Allison P. Davis

[EdnaMode]

One morning, about three weeks after we’d first met, Lena Dunham sent me ten text messages in a row. She was in the hospital, recovering from a procedure to remove her right ovary, “which was encased in scar tissue & fibrosis, attached to my bowel and pressing on nerves that made it kinda hard to walk/pee/vamp,” as she’d later explain on Instagram. She sent me a post-op photo of herself in bed, a red bracelet that read NO BENZODIAZEPINES dangling from her wrist, hospital gown hiked up, her medical mesh panties out.

She sent more photos, all with little captions and taken with Huji Cam, an app that makes everything look like it was snapped with a disposable camera in the ’90s. There were striking portraits of her artist parents, Laurie Simmons and Carroll Dunham, elegantly keeping bedside vigil and looking mildly annoyed at the camera phone in their face.

There were photos of all the nurses and doctors and surgeons. A close-up of her pubic area, showing off tattoos and hair and the place where the doctor had drawn incision marks in blue ink.

“I’m like Virginia Woolf writing letters only with emojis, and nobody cares,” she texted. Then, over days and weeks, she texted some more.

[bagster]

Maybe I'm seeing things, but the one on the left has moobs.

I WAS RIGHT!!!!

[Mrs. Don-o]

Actually, if you look up the various photos of him on Google Image or DuckDuckGo, you'll see he's a solid (non-flabby) standard man of fairly rangey build that's not carrying fat on his chest. So, no moobs.

If you look up images of his "work," you'll see he's a pervert of some sort who clearly manifests contempt for women (mainly, but men, too) focusing on the revulsion he apparently feels toward sexual anatomy.

I wouldn't want to be in the same room --- come to think of it, the same building, the same city block --- with a man like that.

[Huntress]

Some time ago, I became convinced that most contemporary art is a well done con job. To be a successful artist today, you don’t have to have much if any artistic talent. Rather, you just have to be able to convince moneyed suckers that you have artistic talent.

[Reily]

That’s been my view since I was forced to take an art appreciation class as a college requirement. Classical (Greek, Roman), Asian, African if all before the modern era is to me art. It pleases the eye & to use a hackneyed phrase “enriches the soul” therefore is art. Since the modern era its art because some pompous buffoon (Who for some reason modern art patrons feel a need to impress or feel a need to be in tune with!) says its art! The buffoon may even believe its art. Personally I think he/she secretly laughs at the artist, the patrons all the way to the bank!