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M.I.A. was so pissed about her New York Times Magazine profile that she tweeted writer Lynn Hirschberg's phone number and then made a diss track about her. What a baby, right? Well. She had a good reason to be mad.

This was the single zingiest line in Hirschberg's profile:

"I kind of want to be an outsider," she said, eating a truffle-flavored French fry. . . .
That single passage summed up M.I.A.'s fundamental problem: the disconnect between her life and her stated ideals. That truffled fry did her in. But! John Koblin talked to Hirschberg and found out that Frygate was not what it seemed—in fact, Hirschberg is the one who ordered the truffle-flavored fries. . . . Oh ho!

"I was just trying to explain to her what was on the menu," she told The Observer on Tuesday. "I don't really have much of a comment about the French fries. I don't think the French fries illustrate that much about her character. . . . "

Bullshit, Lynn Hirschberg! You know that is bullshit! . . . It's abundantly clear that a journalist of Lynn Hirschberg's caliber knew exactly what that truffle-flavored french fry represented to readers: nearly unforgiveable hypocrisy. . . . The fry thing was the best line in the whole story, and it was a setup. Reporters do shit like that all the time, and usually get away with it, and, you know, that's the game, so don't be mad. But not this time.