It might just be a coincidence, but I'm fairly certain there must be some internal New York Magazine blogging standard that requires every single post to reference Lena Dunham. Who is now pretty much the female Louis C.K.*, complete with faux-backlash to allow people to claim fulsome, credulous praise as somehow contrarian.

*It seems obvious to me, at least, that much of the love directed at C.K. has to do with male critics who like someone who raises the aesthetic and intellectual stakes of their lives, and the rise of Dunham is similar: it's no coincidence that the target audience finds the content deeply personally flattering.

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