If she and I were talking, though, the first thing she’d want to know is how this book fit into the first-person journey of my life. Then I’d find myself quickly formatted into her production as a signifying woman of one sort or another. This is her real legacy. After Oprah, what first-person iteration is not a commodity?
Actually, the first thing she may want to know is why you spout this pseudo-intellectual, nonsensical bullshit that I don’t doubt makes you think you are smart. Can anyone give me a translation of what this claptrap is supposed to mean?