Remember the zine revolution of the 90s? That frenetic burst of self-publishing that came before homepages, blogs and webcams, and made celebrities of the likes of Pagan Kennedy and Chip Rowe long before Jorn and Jenni hit the ideosphere. Then Sturgeon's Law kicked in and came along millions of copycat zines; each a fountain of disaffected slacker wit, all along very similar lines. The ones by male authors would usually have a rant whinging about how girls say one thing and do another, or something to that effect, and the ones by female authors would have articles cataloguing irritating and inadequate ex-boyfriends.

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