The Guardian has an interesting article about the influence of McSweeney's and Dave Eggers on writers today. He makes a case to tie a whole bunch of writer's (DF Wallace, Zadie Smith, Nick Hornby) into this clique, who all seem to know each other and blurb each others' books, and celebrates and laments the influence the McSweeney's style has on writing. The writer draws analogies with the Algonquin Round Table, and even makes a comparison with the Post Impressionist painters. So, I think I've asked this before, but are these peoples our Kerouac's, Ginsbergs, Corsos, Burroughs; are they our Hemingways, Fitzgeralds, our Steins and our Eliots?
More importantly, do you think Litkicks could take them in a fight?