April 7, 2005

"When are you going to write about Jane Fonda?"

An emailer asks. I'm supposed to pay attention to every washed-up celebrity who requests attention by writing a memoir? Isn't that what Larry King is for? Do I look like Larry King? Is Jane Fonda special because somehow she posed in front of each decade's trends -- a 60s sex kitten, a 70s activist, an 80s fitness guru? Or because she could make us see her as a feminist icon while locking onto one powerful male or another? Or because she could makes us cut our hair like that for one decade and hop around like that for another? I've had enough of Jane! This is someone who lived for attention. Don't give it to her.

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