Two years ago we dismissed the Princeton-educated, Park Slope-slumming Foer as a one-hit wonder
and a fraud. Oops. If the blinking lights on our early warning system are any indication, Foer's
follow-up will be met with the same breathless blowjobs from the same daft critics. Take Deborah
Solomon's giddy profile in the New York Times Magazine, where Foer proves himself the same
smarmy, arrogant and falsely insecure punk he was the last time around. No doubt this next round
of fame will cause the "poet-wanderer" to give quotes even more loathsome than, "I write because
I want to end my loneliness" and "It pains me to think that I have not yet given you enough about me,
as a person." Quite the contrary, Jonathan, we've had our fill.
"50 Most Loathsome New Yorkers: 2005"hits the streets March 30.
