The big news Monday morning, if you gauge news value by what the morning shows waste time on, was someone wrote a book. Well, that someone didn't actually "write" the book. Someone wrote to the book for her and she slapped her name on it.
Now some people are seeing this as a grand achievement, that this person was able to "write" a book without actually "writing" it.
Anyway, the news programs are all over it, treating this person like the second coming of William Faulkner, or maybe Dean Koontz. And because of bulk sales to right-wing Web sites, it's made the best-seller list.
It kind of strikes me as the Coors Light of publishing -- a book for people who don't read, much like that dreck from Colorado is beer for people who don't like beer.
Truly a great moment in American literature.
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