Elizabeth Wurtzel explains why she loves Britney Spears: As sure as night follows day I’m going to link to this predictably unsatisfying piece on Britney. I’ve never read anything by Wurtzel which hasn’t stated the obvious, though usually more stylishly than here. From the first-paragraph mention of some tedious artbore friend of hers, you know you’re in for a lame read, and so it proves. Wurtzel wants to write about Britney-the-icon, but Britney doesn’t work as an icon of anything much, she’s just someone who’s selling lots of records. Wurtzel, after much nudge-wink discussion of Britneysex, admits this and talks about her navel ring instead.