Just one of the things to say on the James Frey mess: When you decide to start out your career spouting off in interviews this way – “I don’t give a fuck what Jonathan Safran whatever-his-name or what David Foster Wallace does. I don’t give a fuck what any of those people do. I don’t hang out with them, I’m not friends with them, I’m not part of the literati…A book [Eggers’ AHBWOSG] that I thought was mediocre was being hailed as the best book written by the best writer of my generation. Fuck that. And fuck him and fuck anybody who says that. I don’t give a fuck what they think about me” – don’t forget about karma. Also: When you’ve got a much-talked-about tattoo that stands for “Fuck the Bullshit It’s Time to Throw Down,” don’t expect to still appear intense and uncompromising and like any sort of badass when perched on Oprah’s couch.