His opinion means less than zero to me.

Bret Easton Ellis is running his suck about kids these days and how they need to get off his lawn, because they're not all studly like they were when he was one back in the '70s and '80s. (Like the pages of Vanity Fair are such a bully pulpit for calling people "wusses" in the first place; it's enough to sprain your eye-rolling muscles.)

If Bret Easton Ellis were any more full of himself, he'd burst out of his own belly button like the love child of "Alien" and an Ouroboros.
— Tamara K. (@TamSlick) September 28, 2014