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Yeah. This chick.

Remember this chick? Lena Dunham, creator of the HBO thing Girls (which I’ve never seen) and that unbearably cute ad equating voting for the first time to sex. Oh, here’s a passage from her Wikipedia entry, in case she doesn’t make your teeth hurt yet:

Dunham was born in New York City. Her father, Carroll Dunham, is a painter of “overtly sexualised pop art”, and her mother, Laurie Simmons, is a photographer and designer who creates “disquieting domestic tableaux” with dolls. Dunham’s father is Protestant, and according to Dunham, a Mayflower descendant; Dunham’s mother is Jewish. She has a younger sister, Grace, who is a model and student at Brown University and who starred in Dunham’s first film Tiny Furniture. As children, both Lena and Grace were babysat by photographers Sherri Zuckerman and Catherine McGann. Dunham attended Saint Ann’s School in Brooklyn, New York, where she met Tiny Furniture actress and Girls co-star Jemima Kirke. She graduated from Oberlin College in 2008, where she studied creative writing.

What’s that? Not irritated enough yet? She just sold a book idea to Random House for $3.7 million on the strength of a 66 page outline illustrated with Instagram pictures.

Stick with me. It’ll get funny in a mo.

The whole 66 page proposal somehow got leaked to Gawker, and they ran with it in its entirety. Which caused Mzzz Dunham’s lawyer to get all up in they face.

Ordinarily, I wouldn’t link to Gawker, but their sanitized-for-the-lawyer version is a thing of beauty.

Streisand Effect — learn it, live it, don’t stick your finger in that thing.


Comment from orabidoo
Time: December 13, 2012, 12:09 am

Since Gawker published the Tom Cruise tape they’ve earned a spot in the witness gallery of just how muffed up ‘Murka is.
We can laugh at Lena Dunham (although there is nothing per se funny in this almond-eyes/tapir nose combo) however, chances are quite good we are looking at the First Unprecedented Preznitess of ‘Murka.
Just let Scrappy Joe from Scranton finish his 4th term.

Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: December 13, 2012, 12:16 am

So, is she related to Barack Obama? His Mom was a Dunham, after all.

Comment from grizzly
Time: December 13, 2012, 1:15 am

Thing of beauty indeed. “Come on. Poetry camp?”

Comment from Nina
Time: December 13, 2012, 1:23 am

That was some entertaining reading. If someone would pay me $56k a page I am almost certain I could dredge up something almost that banal and self-centered.

It’d be hard, but for that many Benjamins, I’d give it my best shot.

Comment from Stacy
Time: December 13, 2012, 1:26 am

I watched twelve minutes of Tiny Furniture before being struck with the urge to burn down everything that chick holds dear. I hate and despise all her works and days.

Comment from lauraw
Time: December 13, 2012, 1:31 am

What Stacy said. I’ve seen a few minutes of Girls here and there and it is immensely awful and depressing.

Comment from QuasiModo
Time: December 13, 2012, 2:22 am

It’s like Lord of the Flies down there in ‘murka…what happened to all the adults? It feels like a New Year’s Eve party that got way out of control; bottles all smashed, girls crying, guys fighting…

Comment from Paula Douglas
Time: December 13, 2012, 2:23 am

$3.7 million for that twaddle? Are you fucking shitting me? And why is she dressed like it’s 1977, anyway?

Comment from orabidoo
Time: December 13, 2012, 2:44 am

When I look at her, she is just Watto with boobs. A flightless Watto without hardware shop.

$3.7M … for that kind of scratch shouldn’t ‘Murka get a government hedgerow before the library or an assistant undersecretary for women’s empowerment studies at the local community college?
A psychiatrist in California (with a prestigious med degree from a school in Affsuckistan) earned $800K in ministerin’ to the needs of prisoners before being told to stop earnin’.
Postmaster General makes $800K (probably to incentivise his huge stress in dealing with USPS financial underperformance).
Lena Dunham will go places, people. That’s a fair guess. What ‘Murka wants ‘Murka gets.

@laurww, is that really a sound that hobbits make when nutting?

Comment from dissent555
Time: December 13, 2012, 3:58 am

We can always hope that Random House eats it on the book deal.

I’m not getting my hopes up.

Comment from AHLondon
Time: December 13, 2012, 4:34 am

It never got funny. That was awful. Someone paid for that?

Comment from Feynmangroupie
Time: December 13, 2012, 7:22 am

My bodily functions have more character and depth than that self-important twat…and I am nothing, if not full of bodily functions.

Comment from Oceania
Time: December 13, 2012, 10:34 am

Which Dunham are we talking about? The one preggy to the Black man?

Comment from Pupster
Time: December 13, 2012, 2:23 pm

Niiiice. Link on the ONT with a naked Weasel Mom picture on teh front page.


Comment from Wolfus Aurelius
Time: December 13, 2012, 2:59 pm

“Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: December 13, 2012, 12:16 am

So, is she related to Barack Obama? His Mom was a Dunham, after all.”
At least one person in the hierarchy at the publisher is hoping casual and uninformed (read: Democratic) book buyers make that connection.

Gawker quotes her as writing that her upbringing wasn’t very “real.” Hey, if the NYT covered my dinner party, and I was there, I’d consider that real. Besides, didn’t she ever bash her knee on something hard? Bing, she got pain, pain is real. QED.

Comment from Teresa in Fort Worth, TX
Time: December 13, 2012, 3:06 pm

Hah! Her cover picture looks like every other Womyn’s Rights advocate pic when they are young. We can extrapolate and imagine (yeesh) what she will look like when she is older.

I’m guessing she also bats for a certain “team”, which – thankfully – means that she isn’t going to reproduce.

Silver linings and all that….

Comment from David Gillies
Time: December 13, 2012, 4:21 pm

David Thompson’s stock-in-trade is mocking the pretensions of people like this and his blog is the cynosure for all devotees of this sort of solipsistic drivel. I highly recommend it. The UK’s very own up-herself right-on sub-Marxoid fixture is little Laurie Penny aka Penny Dreadful. It is no coincidence that she and Ms. Dunham could pass for siblings, except Penny goes in for “ohmigod-I’m-so-wild-and-craaaazy’ hair tints.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 13, 2012, 7:32 pm

David Thompson is indeed a treasure. He’d be in my sidebar, if I weren’t such a lazy sack o’ crap.

Comment from Subotai Bahadur
Time: December 13, 2012, 7:57 pm

I have been writing elsewhere about the political parallels to today. And while I had heard of this waste of protoplasm and her book, just now I had a small bit of insight that goes along with the political ones.

Weimar Germany in the early 1930’s epitomized the word “decadence” for those who could afford it. Think about the movie Cabaret. There were certain political events in train at that point, with street fights between the two major political forces; Socialists/Communists and National Socialists. No matter who won, things were going to be bad, real bad.

When hope for a rational future disappears, how irrational is self-absorbtion and decadence?

Subotai Bahadur

Comment from scr_north
Time: December 14, 2012, 12:03 am

It’s great to see an incident of Blue-on-Blue friendly fire with the libs.

Comment from mojo
Time: December 14, 2012, 5:09 am

“The Gwyneth of her gen”


Comment from BJM2009
Time: December 14, 2012, 7:34 pm

It would be funny if it weren’t such a glaring example of the corruption baked into our political system by the ruling elite.

Wonder what rewards Susan Rice will reap for falling on the Benghazi grenade? She’s done double duty as I’m convinced that they never intended to nominate her for SecState, she was a stalking horse for Kerry. Who the, dumb as a box of hammers, GOP will rush to confirm out of sheer relief and a misbegotten idea that they can capture his seat.

But then I may be overly cynical.

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