![]() And all of the snippets were there that news outlets had posted in various news stories, so I feel relatively confident that I got a valid, scanned, copy. No missing pages, as far as I could tell. If 2018 increasingly resembles Mordor, it seems entirely unfair that this book hasn’t been cast into the fiery pits to spare us all.įirst of all, I didn't buy this book - I got it as a PDF that some nice Twitter soul posted online during the Kavanaugh frooferaugh, which meant it had some kerning issues, but whatever. Also, lots and lots of overly explained references to Lord of the Rings. If only “Bart O’Kavanaugh” hadn’t caught the cultural zeitgeist, or at least not been credibly alleged to have sexually assaulted several women, Wasted too, could have mercifully been forgotten sparing all of us a book of alcohol abuse and the subsequent tale of redemption through God, swing dancing, and long passages of high school book report style discussions of other (one hopes better) books on addiction and recovery. The only difference is he was a decade older when he wrote it and older still when he felt it worthy of being republished here, not burned amid prayers of thanks that it existed in a pre-internet age that allowed it the mercy of being forever forgotten. It includes another extensive excerpt of the kind of anti-popular music album review that every self-styled sixteen year-old wannabe iconoclast has composed and that has hinted at the future career path of any number of people who ended up Pitchfork album reviewers in the early aughts. This is theft.” Putting aside the utter unlikelihood of those sentences – and really all of the extensive dialogue quoted verbatim in this tome despite the, at best suspect, contemporaneous note taking of a blackout drunk high school kid – Judge gives us a two-page story about stealing Bic pens with only a passing reference (made approvingly! By a nun!!!) to his Mission Impossible-style caper attempt at crawling through the ceiling of the school to play Peeping Tom on girls in the bathroom!Īt least he is consistent with the utter banalities he feels worthy of regurgitation, later treating the reader to a rather lengthy digression reliving his “takedown” of a Bruce Springsteen live album. Even the time you boys tried to crawl through the ceiling from the boys to the girl’s bathroom was almost understandable. At one point, when relating how he almost got expelled in grade school for stealing pens from his classmates, he quotes his teacher, a nun, as saying, “Giggling during Mass is one thing. Incapable of meaningful self-assessment of his writing while simultaneously lodging his head deep up his own ass, what Judge finds worthy of relating over other more potentially revealing insights frequently leaves the reader baffled. ![]() ![]() Having suffered through the rather extensive excerpts of the “editorials” that earned those laudatory self-reviews, I feel comfortable in correcting the presumed typo. Thompson, as if the reader needed it stated explicitly that Judge is just another asshole that thinks a typewriter and a predilection for alcohol abuse is all it takes to be “pure ersatz gonzo” or “genuine faux Thompson”. As if his literary inspirations weren’t already transparent enough, in one of his (many) seemingly condensed or unlikely anecdotes he relates his introduction to the work of Hunter S. It’s college creative writing 101 introspection wrapped in high school English comp level prose. It’s rambling, self-indulgent, poorly-written, surface-thin, and other hyphenated negative descriptors. Frankly, its astounding this book was ever published at all in the days before the internet and Amazon allowed for the explosion is self-epublishing. God knows what he won his awards for, but it certainly wasn’t Wasted: Tales of a GenX Drunk. If ever conservatives had an actual argument for how participation ribbons have ruined America it is this. In the About the Author page at the end of this godforsaken book, Mark Judge describes himself as an “award winning journalist”.
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