Title: Pathetic
Product review: I've never read Elizabeth Wurtzel, but had the misfortune of hearing this stupid woman speak recently at a college. She was supposed to talk about this book -- instead she went off into a rambling, mumbling hour-long rant about how too much attention had been paid to the victims of 9/11, and how no one appreciated how much SHE suffered because her apartment had a few pictures knocked off the wall by the explosions. Even the most self-absorbed student was left wondering if she had a screw loose. Why are people like this indulged? Do they really contribute anything to society, or do they just consider everything and everyone in it as somehow revolving around and reflecting them? Maybe Elizabeth Wurtzel will discover one day that happiness lies in not always thinking about herself, but I doubt she has the intelligence or taste to grasp that.
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