From Redeemed: A Spiritual Misfit Stumbles Toward God, Marginal Sanity, and the Peace That Passes All Understanding by Heather King:
I read Susan Sontag's Illness as Metaphor, the gist of which seemed to be: Oh, it is difficult to exist in a world where everyone but me is so deeply stupid.
Doubtless true, but isn't that the gist of almost everything Susan Sontag ever wrote?