Don’t Sex Columnists Get Off On This Kind of Attention?
You know you’ve arrived when you get your own fan-blog. But the true measure of success is whether you’ve inspired a hate-blog.
Miriam Datskovsky ’07, the Columbia Spectator‘s sex columnist (and opinion page editor), knows what we’re talking about. She’s been penning her column, “Sexplorations,” going on two years now. During that time she’s taken plenty of flak, like this scorcher that she ran on her own opinion page, but nothing has rivaled the meticulous vitriol of Fire Miriam Datskovsky. It’s a new blog so anonymously, obsessively hateful it kind of twists in on itself and, by the eighth sentence-by-sentence dissection of Datskovsky’s published prose, starts to read like a tribute. (Bwog’s burbling comment section is afire on the topic; it’s alternately hilarious and ad hominem.)
It’s true, Datskovsky is edging into Natalie Krinsky territory with her vanity site. But she’s been pretty good-natured about taking heat. “I don’t have a problem with the Fire Miriam blog,” she told us. “I think it’s great people are taking the time to comment extensively on why they don’t like my writing.” (As for Bwog, she says they didn’t contact her for comment before posting.)
Consider yourself lucky, Miriam — after hate-blogs come book deals.
(Full disclosure: We’re biased. Half of us had drinks with Miriam once and she is, for the record, a sweet, unpretentious gal.)
