GQ Authors Lack Respect for Their Subjects and Audience, Display Smug, Stupid, and Heartless Sensibilities in Articles about Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Defenseless Animals

An article about Joseph Gordon-Levitt is published in the August 2012 issue of GQ and is written by Amy Wallace, who makes the mistake of thinking that the purpose of a celebrity profile is to tell us what she thinks.  Instead of reporting information for the reader, she chooses quotes and facts that allow her snarky attitude to shine, however lacking in cleverness.  At least this display of cynicism might serve as a warning to other potential interviewees, who can avoid her and her skills of subtle betrayal.
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A recent issue of GQ printed an article that recommended several European cities for vacationers, one of which is chosen for its bull fighting.  (Not content to reveal himself to be merely a heartless jackass, the author, apparently oblivious to the irony, advises that we be sure to obtain a seat in the shade, proving he is a pussy as well.)  My letter to the editor about this article follows this paragraph.

Editor

Gentlemen’s Quarterly, U.S.A.

c/o Letters@GQ.com

Oliver Strand’s little advertisement for the city in Spain whose blood sport he calls “exhilarating, if not entirely p.c.” is disheartening.  (“Alt-Europe:  A GQ Guide to the Continent’s Most Underrated Cities,” August 2012.)  Examples of things “not entirely p.c.” are appreciating how cool a beautiful woman looks while smoking a cigarette and encouraging your son to revel in violent movies.  Tormenting animals for sport fits another category all together.  I love the magazine, partly because GQ publishes excellent articles addressing controversial topics, however great the potential to offend.  Promoting bullfighting (i.e., the torture and killing of captive creatures for entertainment) as a great vacation pastime, however, is sickening and bizarre.  The fact that you consider sanctioning the completely fucked-up desire to watch “gruesome . . . spectacles” of battle that pit humans against beasts (the latter positioned to great disadvantage, by the way) to be proper journalism makes me wonder when we can expect to see the article “Alt-Europe:  A GQ Guide to the Continent’s Most Under-Aged Brothels."