And now that the NYTBR is in my hands, I’d be remiss if I didn’t note Laura Miller cribbing from “Jeff” Eugenides’ definition of the “multicultral” novel without acknowledgment. Sigh.

At least there’s Maud over at the Post, along with a Yardley appreciation of Booth Tarkington. It’s almost enough to completely erase the bile left over from the scummy little review.