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Hating Julie Myerson: the narcissism of small differences

By Alexander Linklater  

The book no-one needed to read to know all about…

Of all the bile to have been spewed over the Julie Myerson story—now reduced to a sub-Jungian archetype of how a blonde sorceress/novelist cast out her wayward son and conjured up book-sales by writing about it—the most pompous gob came from Libby Purves in Monday’s Times. “I would rather not have added to the verbiage,” she began. Now there’s a line for every columnist’s tombstone.

The Times ploughs on…

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