This is. Pretty much. The funniest thing about the Twilight series. I've ever read.
Pretty much.
So, let me get this straight. Women all over the country are obsessed over (according to "SMeyers") a "new feminist heroine" who is (in the second book, quite literally) nothing without her Man. Said Man stalks her, can't read her mind, and eats her baby out of her stomach. Meanwhile, the Native Americans get stereotyped and shafted and the Catholics (I mean, the Italians) are the only real vampires, but they are the bad ones. Not the righteous and pure ones. Blank pages and nauseating romance that would make an Avon novelist gag.
And this is the amazingness called Twilight. LDS dogma that parades around in "neo-feminism" that, for Smeyers, is gory, incoherent and melodramatic white male masculinity, racism and vegetarianism.
...What. The. Hell.
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Oh, I remember you reading this out loud to me... Best laugh ever. Or at least up there... :) Let's do the movie.
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