The fun bit now is trying to find an unfucked place to emigrate to!

If I'm reading it right I believe she wants to exit from modernity, complexity, and responsibility.

She’d climb up chutes and slide down ladders.

She couldn’t win at Candyland even if she was coached by a five year old and cheated.

I can't really laugh at the stupidity of these. I'm British, so we lost the right to call anything else dumb today. Or ever again. Because we are completely fucked.

I also can't name a single female writer that inspires me. I can't name a male writer who inspires we either. I am a sentient hunk of cheese that someone plugged directly into the Internet. I am inspired by mold and bacteria.