Homo homini rodentius est

James Wolcott in the house, yo.

Forever adrift on a sea of middlebrow mediocrity, comes a bracing, bitter, thoroughly adult blast from a consummate critic: James Wolcott [serves] (up) the cloying Adam Gopnik.

Get it, girl.

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