I am lost by the literary authors of the world who find it perfectly acceptable to be pretentious. The author who thinks it’s okay to put down people who read and enjoyed 50 Shades of Grey; the author who thinks he’s cool for commenting “this is the worst piece of writing I’ve ever read” on an article wherein a man poured his heart out about walking in on his wife cheating on him with another man – this is not okay; this is not cool. It’s not even your business to tell people what to read or what to write or what is cool. If you don’t like it; don’t read it. It is very simple.