Is it just me, or has the news been larded with stories that speak eloquently and amusingly of our cultural obsession with youth and newness? Well, to some extent, it probably is just me: I happen to be turning 40 this week, so I'm a little sensitive. But I swear, every paper I read, every newscast I watch, all I'm hearing is age, age, age.
Consider the story a few weeks ago about Riley Weston, the writer on the WB series Felicity who was fired when it was learned she was 32 years old instead of 19, as she had claimed....
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