Also, the LRB is obsessed with psychoanalysis, and itself.
Exactly
Hush now, the grown-ups are talking.is this philo-beef?
does it end with betogad bumsex?
Hush now, the grown-ups are talking.
I'll have you know I'm a natural auburnabout grecian love
Take this thread as a sign to avoid all London Review of Books-related things for the rest of the jumbled collection of mental experiences that we jokingly refer to as your life.
Yes, because they think they are better than people who don't read Books. Books with a capital B, that is. Books about psychoanalysis and the Holocaust and novels that have a disturbing lack of pirates, sword fights, spaceships or epic battles against dark lords.Worse than urban75?
Nah, the personal ads can fuck off as well. Like a particularly self-regarding message board thread, but spread out over 10 years, and full of the most cloying smugness that mankind has ever borne.

What are you wittering about now, son?
aint assumption a wonderful mechanism for wrongfooting oneself eh?
What are you wittering about now, son?