“Maybe I was talentless, bad-complected, old-looking and slutty, but no one could call me a hypocrite”–Emily Gould in her interminably long New York Times Magazine piece on how gosh-darned tough it is to be a gossip blogger. Yes, I realize I’m way-late to this party. And, no, despite the nine pages of hinting at some grand and terrible denouement, nothing ever really happens. Somebody should tell Gould being a hypocrite is not the worst of all things.
