Brickbats at the ready here in Queens

I know that everyone's probably already linked to Choire's review of "Bergdorf Blondes" in the NY Times Book Review, but it had me cackling and reading the choice parts out loud, so I'm linking it here. How they permitted him to go all medieval on Plum Sykes' ass, I'll never know, but more power to him:

"BERGDORF BLONDES'' should inspire readers everywhere to rise up and rip one another limbless. It is not impossible that such a spontaneous revolution will begin first in New York City. After encountering this novel's manifestation of cultural illness, the tribes of the outer boroughs may be impelled to march upon Manhattan to enslave the emotionally warped hoarders of jewels and neuroses who reside therein.

In all seriousness: we must build a tiny apocalypse-proof time capsule. If we can resist the temptation to burn Plum Sykes's book, we can smuggle it into the future. Perhaps the next breed of humanoids can learn from the holocaust of culture and commerce that destroyed our icky civilization