The Punch Lines: ‘Although the literati like to think they’re

superior to the millions of simple folk who tune

into Jerry Springer and Who Wants to Be a

Millionaire, their savage attacks on each other

are often as ugly, tacky, and phony as any

World Wrestling Federation bout. Still, a quick

breeze through last month’s Manhattan

publications proves that literary fuck-you fests

are alive and kicking, along with our

fascination for them.’ [The Voice Literary Supplement]