Kamenetz is the whiny author of Generation Debt, whose ouvre of biting commentary thus far reads like my eighth grade English journal.

“Aw, man. Kids has got it rough. How comes there’s a Mother’s Day and a Father’s Day, but no kids day? What’s up with that? Why do I gotta’ make my bed? Just gonna’ mess it up again anyway.”

Daniel Gross savaged her at Slate a while back, noting the intellectual vacuity and utter self-centeredness it must take for someone like Kamenetz to complain about having to exchange high-end silver candlesticks and crystal vases because — sigh — the wedding gifts wouldn’t fit in the small kitchen that came with the modest house she could afford — in a high-rent, trendy neighborhood, natch.

Kamenetz’s latest salvo comes on the op-ed pages of the New York Times (again). This time, she’s gotta’ a little something to say about unpaid internships, which she helpfully notes are producing free labor for corporate welfare (to the tune of a completely pulled-from-her-ass $120 million per year). Or something like that. Near as I can tell, Kemenetz thinks these internships are worthless because nobody takes them seriously, which means they don’t add any skills, which means they’e just another way for struggling young people like her to accumulate debt. Except of course that she just asserted how much they add to corporations, which means they can’t be completely worthless, right?

And so it goes. Kemenetz then thoughtfully reflects on her own unpaid internship at the Village Voice, which of course gave rise to her meteoric, mind-numbing rise through the ranks of punditry (making us all a little stupider for having witnessed it), where she now ponders in the New York Times and in the pages of the books she writes for ridiculously lucrative advances just how tough it is for a kid like her to catch a break.

Reminds me of how Ann Coulter goes on TV to bitch and moan about how producers never put people with her viewpoint on TV.

Such intricately layered, mutli-dimensional, unwavering cluelessness stacked upon ignorance rolled up in delusion really deserves the Spurlock treatment (hell, wouldn’t Spurlock and Kemenetz make a great couple?).

I don’t have time for it, but Will Wilkinson’s off to a heckuva’ start.

UPDATE: The brain surgeon has a blog.

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