…looks like this: nearly seven thousand words dedicated to the principle that MENS IS MENS AND WOMENS IS WOMENS AND NE’ER THE TWAIN SHALL MEET.
Oh wait, did I say seven thousand words? Because I actually meant ten thousand – no, wait, thirteen – oh my god we’re at eighteen now and apparently it turns out that the civil rights movement in the United States was a “Republican movement” and that the NRA helped arm blacks and the Nazis were in fact leftists and so forth.
Really, it’s a stream of utter drivel from a whiny fedora-wearing jackass who hasn’t gotten over the fact that he was publicly and rightly mocked for his homophobic bullshittery and who wears his persecution complex like a badge of honour – a longwinded, bloated, eighteen-thousand-words-and-counting badge of honour, remarkable only in its immensity.
Still, if nothing else, this serves as a valuable object lesson: when you read this (well, if you can get through the entirety of it; it’s a joyless slog, all self-congratulation and abuse of no doubt multiple thesauri), you can take solace in the fact that this is a man who is, in fact, a professional writer, and who is living proof that a writing career has much more to do with work ethic than it does innate talent.