The recent death of Arthur Miller, playright and onetime Mr. Marilyn Monroe, has occasioned a lot of adulatory prose in the press. Ordinarily I would agree with those who say "don't speak ill of the dead," but in the circumstances I think it's necessary to remind people just what a silly, naive, vindictive left-wing simp he really was. Read this article from the New Criterion that outlines his role as mythmaker for the left.
And:
Check out this critical review at My Stupid Dog. It asks: "Was Arthur Miller the most overrated literary figure of the twentieth century, or simply the most overrated American literary figure of the twentieth century?" Hattip to Bilious Young Fogey
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